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Consumed by emotion
I become overpowered
I long to be brave
But I feel like a coward

I give in to agony
I give up and cry
It seems like a lifetime
Before my tears dry

I’m still filled with angst
I still quake with rage
My fear is not conquered
My grief not assuaged

So with a troubled mind
And a shattered soul
I let go of the rope
Fall down a deep hole

I dive into my darkness
Seek countenance again
Though I may not stay long
It’s where I always begin

I find an odd comfort
In this tormented place
Where my demons run free
And my dark I embrace

Because from my darkness
Emerges my art
That helps me to cope
That helps heal my heart

So I sharpen my quill
And I open a vein
I bleed out my hurt
I bleed out my pain

I drain out my anguish
It flows in a flood
Words filling pages
Splashed with my blood