how to be a writerjust keep smashing keyson your keyboard; that's how iwrite poetry, too.
ScrapsI am a drawingA mistake, a messI'm made of scribbles and linesI am your creation, or better known as,A doodle created from your boredomI have no eyes to see withI have no ears to hear withI have no mouth to speak withI have no heart to feel withChange me if you'd likeTear the paper I call 'home'But I'll just remain your creation made of graphiteAnd if you erase me, I won't mindIf you clear every trace of my existence, I won't mindIf you forget me, I'll try not to mindBut it's harder to say than to doI am a drawingYour mistake, your messThat you created from your boredomI am a drawingOn a scrap of paperForgotten by the one I loved
MeaninglessI love it howThe fact that whenever you say"I love you."Didn't mean a single thing
Say 'Cheese'It hurts to cryIt hurts a lotBut it hurts even moreTo smile
Ice Scream Ghosty * U * ) b
Equipment:Paper: Watercolor Paper, Cold Press 140g / Media: Koh-i-noor Technical Pens, Reeves watercolors