Beautiful Thing

Wish me luck

I must be doing something right

As the quality of life improves

The quality of my art declines

Because it’s true what they say

That art is pain

That we bleed onto the page

With our troubled souls and troubled ways

So that when the pain dries up

A truly beautiful thing

The creative spark fails

And we no longer feel the need

To sing the sorrow and pray

For a better tomorrow

Because today is enough

So let me finish for now

With a love letter for all those

Who encouraged and empowered

Left comments and recommended books

The prison librarian and the inmates that got it

The greats that never truly escaped their pain

May you all find your way

Out of the cage of hardship and turmoil

And live charmed lives

No longer tortured artists

Just happy souls

Living life to the fullest

The paradise we all deserve

I have a bad case of writers block and I know why, for the first time in many years I have a level of content and excitement about the future that has left me creatively barren. I think I have legitimately processed the pain of the long hard years in prison and can’t seem to write anything I’m happy with. I think it’s better to scale down my output than post sub-par content so I may not update more than once a week.

I have to say a huge thank you to everyone that has supported me and my work. Wish me luck with my new found joy in life and may we all be as blessed as I have been this year.  

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