Digital drawing · poetry

A place of my pain.

You came along and replaced what I knew in life.

A place where I knew everyone and no one.

I love my corners of each book, 

an escapism of this fucked up world,

where it can’t touch me.

I knew you were not anyone,

but the one who held me,

all my life.

Now you have left me,

and all these people seem so eager to please,

I may need you,

to eaze me in to this so called life.



®Artsydhude 97-18

™XENOphagz, XenoGrapx

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