so much art comes from pain

and pain is something i have an abundance of

i know pain intimately

so i thought to myself

maybe i could make art, too

then it was all a matter of letting the pain out

just enough to let it flow

not enough to make me drown

a balancing act, treading water

if it needs to hurt, then let it hurt

let it burn, let it ravage

only let it spare my fingers

so that they may still write

let it spare my eyes

so that they may still cry

the rest

the rest can burn

maybe something

something will come from it

fron the hurt

or from the fingers

that still write