I thought about suicide the other day,
how I’d do it, who’d miss me,
then I realized what I’d miss. Nature and art truly gets me by. It brings me peace, it shows me why I’m here.
I smile a lot to mask my feelings
sometimes I feel useless and unwanted.
and then I look at my artwork
and this beautiful life god has given me.
I’m sure it would be amazing to
paint with the angels. Draw still life’s
of the fruits and berries amongst the
clouds. but it’s not my time yet.
Art literally keeps me alive.