Paint With BloodA Poem by Sad PenguinSadness is overwhelming me today. I thought I would turn into what you see before youI slit my finger Begin to paint My every being displayed Leaving no excuses No remorse I paint with every drop Telling a story with my essence A story my words never could Through my blood comes beauty Painting feelings I've never shared Feelings, I was never aware Before long, I begin to experiment My arm My leg Tattooing my sorrow into flesh Emotions growing Hunger insatiable I took my own life Left my masterpiece on the table A vision that says it all It will never be cherished I will simply decay Who gives a f**k if I parish
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StatsAuthorSad PenguinLAAboutI'm a male in my twenties who is currently going through a rough patch. More than two years ago, I have been diagnosed with the following: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depression, Agoraph.. more..Writing
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