Inspiration

I'm looking for inspiration in many arts, in many paths for liberation.

I got into this craft for commiseration to my past.

With consideration the information is vast.

Alliteration a bitter taste in a familiar face.

They say, what doesn't kill you can only deface you with scars.

Can I just escape and keep my shape like a vase?

Like a keepsake I keep safe on a keychain on my heart.

That I need when things seem to be hard.

Like when you want to sleep but you dream of a shark.

When you want to scream but you can't.

When you want to make a scene on the bus but you keep the peace and make no fuss.

When you want to make it clean but it rust.

It's Halloween and you don't have a theme to dress up.

Though you always seem to mess up.