So much happened last night
Parent abuse. Bruises and scratches all over. I want to paint to get my mind off of it. I don't want to be in class

I quickly ran out of middle of class
Went down to the private art room. Closing and locking the door behind me

Letting a big breath in, smelling the paint and letting it out made me feel so much better,

I took a huge peice of paper and taped it to an empty wall. Took some paint and started painting

~*~*~*~

Finally done. I looked at the depressing picture.

A lonely guy sitting on a tree branch, under the night sky, filled with stars.