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A blank canvas For me to do with what I please I begin my design Relatively with ease And half way through I stop mid stroke For theres nothing in front of me No lines no squiggles Not even a mark Do I restart ? Its more empty than before I started I look down to the supplies And wonder Did I discard them ? And then I remember Im not even an artist So I leave the canvas Standing propped on its easel Grab a fresh page And words start to tease me I write my first word Again relatively with ease Need to find a way To condense And let Demonds breath I start furiously marking the page with black ink The structure of words Are starting to link Then half way through I stop mid sentence As the page is blank It holds nothing No Contents Its plainer Its crisper Than before I started Panicked and furious Feeling a little faint hearted How is it the ink and page Separated , departed I have no paint left .... Started with a full tin I have no writing tools Not a skerrick of ink And in an instant I blink My energy sinks My mind boggles as it thinks My dreams are telling me My mind need some release There is a background there Haunts me even in sleep Weaknesses in me Their all trying to find a way out All banding together To break me I gather So when I awake Ill have a new fuse release the monsters Another day to To improve The sun rises And so do I The canvas The paper The paint And the ink They all existed Theyre how my expression drinks Like a leech to blood Again the instinct kicks in And Ive found my outlet My way to deal with the shit So I mix colours so vibrant Splash in written words on the page I start getting excited Its how I engage Beautiful moments Monsters and torment Blurred lines Visions of darkness With colourful likeness Then I bundle the lot Build a big welling hole And bury the project Deep under cement Content The release exhausting Spent But with an new day New energy One day ill dig all of it up And look at the mess I got myself through Proud as punch Im me Its true ..... My love , my virtue Mean as much to me As your do x
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 11:20:23 +0000

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