Awakened
Art has opened my eyes
Asleep and un-aware
Control was an illusion
A year went by
Now 2017
And I remain...
Lost
Drawing... my escape
Creating something new
I am froced to think
and I ponder
From...
Donald Trump as president
To...
Watching neice and nephew
Over winter break
Art helps me break free
To think,
To heal
Art is my superhero
I need to escape
It rescues me
I need to heal
It clears my wounds
World around me changes
But my art
Remains
And I...
Forever awake
This poem is about:
Me
Our world