The great thing about art is being able to express humanities deepest darkest emotions, and being able to vent it in a positive way.
I write my pain away,
Many thoughts in my head,
I cannot find words to say,
I would rather be dead,
But when I pass do not frown,
Because I was no king holding no crown,
As I flow down rivers Creek,
In this life, what shall I seek?
I cannot comprehend the answers,
Sometimes feeling like life's cancer,
Stuck in a world I love and hate,
Destruction overpowers and I cannot create,
Nothing else to do but to pursue,
We are all one universal crew, let's make something new.
© 2018 Tommy Hall