1000 WALLS [ poetry ]

sometimes

sometimes

i feel

as though

my mind

is too dark

of a place.

i feel the demons

deep inside

clawing for escape.

the world is my story

and i it's willing author

but when i

start to cry

they grow a little softer

i wish to

paint a masterpiece

from blood

and

spilled ink;

drenched with

p o i s o n s,

black and white

i've never seen

in shades of gray

but maybe

one day i might.