The Blank Canvas

I wrote this...

To get to this one...

I've scribbled 

Over countless words

Doubted a majority of thoughts 

Felt like the reception...

The judgement of the thought

So I erased my thoughts

Wrote what I felt 

You wanted to hear...

Be damn me...

Those internal thoughts

Only felt by me...

It's those emotions

That has taken life from me...

Ah...but you didn't feel that...

Eyes saw but stroll nonchalantly pass...

I would erase the previous 

But it would disrupt the aforementioned 

So I'll just slip away

Hopefully no one caught it

Didn't they hear the screams 

Perhaps notice the bleeding ink

The canvas soaked up the pain

Bur I tried...

I truly did...

You got to believe me...

I tried to cover my truths

With every erasure of a blank canvas

Until the day I looked...

And I was no longer writing 

But I myself was...

The Blank Canvas