I wondered if peace could settle on this paper and freedom or words.
A new written piece and emotions unheard.
The scars of a victim's blood forming spiral words, this is the greeting that makes the art in black and white, Slowly solve blue
Confused and Forgotten this poems for you.
An illusion of steam as I write of a New unspoken dream
is this poetry ? or only spiral words as it seems.
the stars that shine understand the world of different site these are my words for a new poem as my poetry reunites.
The light glow on this paper never felt so real like 3D black and white pastels on an Artist paintbrush solid and free
or is it only that the spiral words are that of an unjustified me.