Writer’s Depth

Posted on October 15, 2012

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Life filled with horror
Gruesome details reflected in writings

Filled with sorrow and pain
Therefore I write misery.

Consumed with intrigue
I write suspense

Tormented by rage
Madness walks through my art

Beliefs intricately woven
Into the fabric of my inspiration

Death stares me in the face
Ill-health dances with me

Misery is company
Pain; a blanket overshadowing me

Happiness elusive like a unicorn
Sorrow never far away

All flavour my insanity
My art a reflection on my humanity

Inspired by http://sueddie.wordpress.com/2012/10/12/ramblings-on-the-writers-depth/

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