When words failed me
once upon a time
I drew out my heart
and carved out the rhymes
that fell out of it
every damn word
I drew every tear of pain
for every word, unheard
And when it was all over
when all I wanted was to destroy every one
every page bearing proof of my despair,
a time when I was undone,
you kept them all hidden
you kept them all safe from me
the one for whom each stroke of my pen –
to my scarred lock, was its key
Morrighan's Muse 
Yes! I stood and gave you a loud, Hell Yes! An inspiring release and your artwork is so expressive with such clean lines. I was pulled so deep into this, so quickly, I lost both flip-flops and my dignity too. I loved it!
Thank you so much, Willy! I hope you found your flip-flops – and your dignity 🙂
I was quite prolific then with my drawing, though most of them are really painful to look at. But thank goodness I stuck to pen. It would have been more interesting with all the colors 😛
I think you should draw more, a lot. You are talented and have a style great for illustration. You’re picture with the tear produced a similar one way over here. That’s powerful! 🙂
this really does pull the reader in along with your art work…i could feel the emotions in your words and you expressed them perfectly 🙂
Thank you 🙂
It’s been awhile since I drew these and most of them came with their own poetry, but the poetry will have to be for another day.
Your art work speaks loudly. As an artist I think the two (poetry and art) are an important voice.
I love the shape of pain here.
So nice to meet you!
Thank you. I’ve always wanted to put art and poetry together. I remembered seeing a reproduction of Frida Kahlo’s diary one day and paired with her words, the art was so powerful.
It’s so nice to meet you, too!