Sometimes I paint when I am sad,
Other times,
I do it when I am numb.
The beautiful, vibrant reds and pinks,
Flesh tones and silver swirled together,
Make me feel real again.
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Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
Poem 132
Sometimes I paint when I am sad,
Other times,
I do it when I am numb.
The beautiful, vibrant reds and pinks,
Flesh tones and silver swirled together,
Make me feel real again.
