Abstract

A Poem by A.M.P.

Trying to alleviate writer's block.

Paint runs through my veins.
I slice at the canvas,
spilling my blood.
Grabbing my head in vexation,
my soul leaks out.
Dripping, erratic splatters.
I rip out my heart and toss it.
The painting beats, alive.

© 2011 A.M.P.

Author's Note

Trying to alleviate writer's block. I'm not much of a painter, although I do love it.

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register

Reviews

James K. Blaylock

Pretty cool picture you've painted here, Ashley. Two of my siblings are painters and I've been known to throw around a little paint myself. Be blessed.

jkb

Posted 16 Years Ago

Stats

232 Views
1 Review

Added on October 23, 2009
Last Updated on January 5, 2011

Author

A.M.P.

Wonderland

About

I'm Ashley. I'll let you know now that I write erratically, meaning it might take me a while to get a lot of stuff back on here. Anyway, let's keep it simple. I will stand up for what I believ.. more..