Why I Started

I was lost for a while.

With not much to do until,

I put words on a canvas.

I couldn't stop there,

the fun had just started.

The world was hash and cruel. 

But my canvas never was. 

I could always fly away,

just as the seasons had. 

With no one around this was,

my own heaven of a canvas.

I will never let it go.

My will to thrive is here.