Each of us a painter
i write every word
I add every emotion
I think every thought
And then I believe it.
I believe the experience I created
When the experience is too painful,
or its not what I wanted..when its
not what I expected.
Then I fell all the colors of doubt,
hurt, anger, resentment, disapointment,
Then fault and blame at him, at her,
at you, and at me.
And all the while I am the painter,
the writer, the director of all I see
and of all I survey
I am the drunken painter
painting the world I live in. |
