A Deep Dark Hole

Posted July 2nd, 2008 by jesselacey24

Anger boils in side of me hour after hour.

I hear the crys of the helpless growing louder and louder.

There doesn't seem to be any relief from the grief that has been bestowed upon us and them.

We are all sent to the same place to lay in our own waste, just one day hoping to gain redemption.

It seems like there will never be an end since this has been going on forever.

I try to listen to my elders who say, "Never say never."

But in times like these its hard to see where the night meets the day so that one way or another happiness is obtainable.

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The pen is my paint brush and I can paint the most beautiful and most despicable piece of art work you’ve ever seen.

I can paint pictures that that will make the world look mean.

I can paint pictures that are more than they seem.

I can paint pictures that will open your eyes.

I can paint pictures filled with lies.

I can paint pictures that will be published in a book.

I can paint pictures that will make you wish you never looked.

I can paint pictures with the most elegant features and the most detailed creatures.

I can paint your worst fears and bring you to tears.

I can paint your dreams and make them feel real.

I can inspire people to break the law.

I can bring the world to its knees in awe.

I bet you think this is pretty far-fetched?

But what can I say?

I’m an artist.

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