"These Precious Illusions in my head..." -Morissette

…Smoother than saline…
…Flowing from eye ducts slowly….
…Flooding papers deep…..

….Soul therapeutic….
…Dedicated to reveal…
…Tears… convert to words….

…Artistic visions…
….Precisely told as written…
…Blood spilled while scribing…

…Dying to live free…
…Submitting harsh truth through angst…
…Unpeeling self sins….

…No forgiveness asked…
…No ones opinions wanted….
….Accept expressions….

…Damn…!! Pleasurable pain….
…Scribbling healing rough drafts….
…Feels like fresh rain drops…

….Cries transformed to ink….
…Some nights breed introspections…
…Crumpled diaries….

…Sketching randomness…
…Escaping pasts… presently…
….Writing my future…..

"No, I know who I'm not, but still don't know who I am..."-Morissette