And the white canvas
was stained;
showered in colours
of hope, dream,
love, hatred,
jealousy, anxiety,
success, good,
evil, passion
and so much more.
YOU ARE READING
Little Black Notebook
PoetryDrowning in this incomprehensible, nonsensical darkness that tries to take over me, I release my filtered thoughts upon paper in an attempt to be set free.
Canvas.
And the white canvas
was stained;
showered in colours
of hope, dream,
love, hatred,
jealousy, anxiety,
success, good,
evil, passion
and so much more.
