I am an artist who is broken,For I am an artist who refuses to be honest.But what is an artist but someone who is....Honest.About all of it.Someone who looks at you, reveals you,And everyone they are to youIn horrifyingly glaring truth.Nauseating we clashWith the dashed illusions Of the artist's audience.The tears upon the stage haunt what is... Continue Reading →
To Be Honest
To be honest... To be honest... To be... I don't want to talk about it. Not here, not now. I don't want to go into it, Not here, Not when.... No. You ask me to talk about it, No, Not again. I don't want to talk about it. Not ever again.
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