pretty brown canvas

on a pretty brown canvas is where i paint
slashes of pink no feeling of restraint.
beads of red pop up to surface
making every thing wrong seem to have no purpose.

i do it to feel better to let go to be free
but ive become addicted to painting on my canvas it wont let go of me.
i hide my souvenirs carefully so no one will know
behind sleeves of black and white so no one will see it flow.

i say i wont do it again but once im feeling down
i hear the sweet call of my canvas begging to drown.
deep in red, deep in pain i struggle not to do it again
but i grab the bush and bring it down my inner thoughts screaming....AMEN!