What's Mine by Mere

My skin is my canvas
my blade is my paintbrush
my blood is my crimson paint,
The pain is the point being
and without the pain
there would be no point.
My drugs are my temporary cure
my high is my solitude
my mind tells me I need them,
Forgetting is always the effect
and the next morning
I remember everything.
My anger comes out on my love
my love is my life
my life revolves around compassion,
She's the only thought in my mind
the first person I need every morning
the only one I want to be with.
My negativity is my enemy
my greatest flaw
my social depressant,
Ruling my life
taking every ounce of strength
I have left in me.
My stupidity is my fear
my consequences of my actions
my wrong from right,
I take the risk
ruining my life
more or less my satisfaction.
My man is the father of my child
my acquaintance for eternity
my innocent night of "fun,"
This is my life now
this will be my life in the future
this will always be my life.

Robert (69.106.189.64) -- Tuesday, February 27 2007, 10:21 pm

My skin is my canvas
Thanks for sharing this very powerful writing with us.

britney (24.121.42.133) -- Thursday, March 1 2007, 01:11 am

long time no seek....
well i loved your poem....well as always good job sweetie!

Roberta Braswell (151.204.41.17) -- Wednesday, October 17 2007, 02:14 pm

Borrowing
can i please use your poem for a school project

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