Lovely dark destructive melancholy colored memories flow forth across the pages of my life like blood flows from the wounds that never healed, leaving artistic scars to cover me in places that most will never look deeply enough to see.
The image I used for this poem, I found in a random search on Google. It has drawn so many comments I went back and searched to find the artist. Her name is Svenja Jodicke. I do not nor have I ever claimed that the art work I use to compliment any of my poems is mine.