12/26/2025
“Somebody Save Me”
Somebody save me, me from myself,
I’ve spent so long livin’ in hell.
They say my lifestyle is bad for my health,
Yet it’s the only thing that seems to help.
In shadows of anguish, I find my release,
Through colors and strokes, I carve out my peace.
Each brush a confession, each line a prayer,
In the chaos of feeling, I lay my soul bare.
Art is my refuge, my sanctuary bright,
Where pain transforms softly, into pure light.
It whispers of sanity, a gentle embrace,
In creation, I find my own sacred space.
From the depths of despair, I rise and I soar,
With every creation, I close every door,
To the darkness that beckons, to the voice that deceives,
In the canvas of life, it’s hope that believes.
So let the colors bleed, let the emotions flow,
For in this wild journey, I learn to let go.
With every piece crafted, I mend what is torn,
In the heart of my art, I am reborn.
