Fresh Canvas Support by Precious C.

precious13mb2 — 2023-04-19 00:46:50 UTC

This drawing was actually a breakthrough for me when I was feeling a little lost identity-wise. Creating this reminded me of moments I had forgotten about that help to remind me who I was.

Stars - A Confused Cry

teklosophy — 2023-04-19 01:56:18 UTC

This was a free verse poem I wrote as a way to try and process my doubts and confusion with my own life. When you don't know who you're living for what do you do? That's what I'm trying to figure out.
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Long ago, but not long enough,

They reached to me, with bright smiles

And their eyes of avarice, saying

“You must reach for the stars,

And if you may be lucky, please,

Remember from whence you came.”

And though the question crossed

I could not find my voice,

A voice to ask “why?”

Now I sit within myself,

Looking upon stained hands—

Clouds of ink and pools of blood.

And in the glints of light

I can see them begin to crack.

Too tired to find its meaning,

But knowing all the same.

As I feel my life begin to break

I finally ask “why?”

I will sit among the stars

Wreathed in light and sorrow,

Looking for the joy they promised me

And finding nothing but regret.

Peering out to vast emptiness

No distraction from this abyss,

Chained to my own conscience.

And when I open my mouth at last,

The only sound will be “why?”

My Newrow Among Us Art

edwardw0705 — 2023-04-19 13:01:34 UTC

wanted to share this. It's about the only way I can express myself fully.

ORANGE!!

2023-04-19 15:35:41 UTC

I have no meaning behind this picture. I just simply enjoy and love drawing as a hobby!
J'Cari H.

angeliqueoneal25 — 2023-04-21 13:22:14 UTC

I wasn't having a good week, some stuff happened that brought my mood/happiness down to an actual zero. Since art is how I vent and express how I'm feeling, I decided to pull out my sketchbook and draw the emotion I was feeling at the time which was pure sadness.

Tired of Being Yours

2023-04-21 16:46:36 UTC

I have difficulty putting my situations into words, so I just decided to put it into poetry.

I'm tired of being yours
Tired of being there
Wondering
If I disappeared
Would you even care?

I lost my dog recently, so I wrote a poem about grief

2023-04-21 16:56:16 UTC

Duality

Five ways to experience life
Beauty can be seen all around us
Music can be heard anywhere you listen
Taste is in the sweetest treats or the most savory meals
Experience love through hugs and holding hands
Take in the sweet aromas of a fresh bakery or a flower shop
Life is beautiful

Five ways to experience pain
It didn't really happen, did it?
This is so frustrating that I feel out of control
I could have done something different so things did not turn out this way
I feel like I am sinking further and further with no way out
Accepting things as they are is the only way forward
Life is unpredictable

This has been on my mind for a while. I needed somewhere to talk about it so thanks.

2023-04-21 18:42:52 UTC

I need a healthier balance in life. I've been resentful of my friend's lives because they're barely available when I text or call while I'm able to respond in 1-5 minutes. It shouldn't be a problem because I understand, but it's a constant reminder to me that I don't have a life. And maybe I do, but now since I always made time, I feel obligated in the middle of important things to stop and respond. Sad part is I make it out in my mind like I'm avoiding them now but they're so busy they probably haven't even noticed

2023-05-08 19:54:39 UTC

I was depressed, and I was getting into making chromatic scales. So I made an fnf song about my depression. It remains unfinished to this day, but it's one of the very few times I put emotion into a song

Deja vu

2023-05-08 20:00:16 UTC

I was genuinely pissed at something a sibling did so I remade a part of a mafumafu song to calm down

no one has posted here in a while

2024-03-14 17:04:39 UTC

Recently found happiness in living life without the constant fear of something minuscule going wrong everyday. What I do now (as long as it isn't a crime or documented on the internet) won't matter in 10 years from now. The petty problems I have now, also won't matter. I've been scared of losing the friends I've had for almost a quarter of my life that I would pull back sometimes but I think cherishing what I have now was the best I could do. I can't force people to like me or continue to like me after they grow up. I believe that the people that are meant to be in my life will stay.