My Art

Volume One





β€œMy Art”


The Pain becomes my words

The knife is my pen

and my body the canvas

my sedative is my Cannabis

and everything else is just material

A life so unreal, to numb to feel.

Murdered before I was born

pray to god my heart was torn

why is self-mutilation so taboo?

the sky is not always fucking blue

I write what I feel, and I cut to heal

this is my Art

A picture of the moment

A picture of the torment

The pain will always be there

weather on paper or not


Author's Notes/Comments: 

(Updated; From Psycho- Confessions)

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Andrea's picture

This poem is excellent, really well written, just amazing.