Pain and Relief
I lay here in the dark wanting to die.
I look around and see a little light shining
on my only way to escape this pain.
It shines on a canvas that awaits for a pretty
picture to be drawn on it.
So I take my brush and start drawing a pretty crimson line.
Its starts off a pretty red dotted line and then flows into
a beautiful red fountain.
As the fountain flows I lay here waiting for my escape
but it never comes.
I am still stuck here in this life of pain
