Stitch

I blend vision with reality, for sake of the art

You can feel my intensity, I write from the heart

From imagery of being locked inside of a cell

To images of when a heaven turns to a hell

My emotions run wild, leaking out of my words

Though I try all the while to control this dark urge

I tend to write with some hateful intentions

When thoughts are raised to hateful dimensions

So feelings are transformed to words in the end

Those thoughts are transfered to paper and pen

The process performed portrays private healing

Projecting perfectly my personal feelings

You can call it depression, realeased from the mind

I call it expression, a stitch to save nine

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