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