Life's Silhouetted Words - Wallpaper Story Life devoid of meaning Bursting with feelings Moments of blissful joy Disturbed in night’s darkness Consumed by doubt and fear With the light of day Hidden behind dark curtains drawn I lay in the arms of my dear old friend Not weak Not strong Merely existing Reluctantly holding on Will any of it ever make sense? I ask Before I am gone? Or perhaps my words Will aid them on Those who aren’t here yet? Those who are not yet gone? Or will

Put Upon a Page - Wallpaper Story Painted is my canvas made Strokes of color vast and bright Wood constructed frame I look on with delight Gazing from a distance I implore: Dearest Art! Have I captured your brilliance? Are you daring, provoking or tame? Are you haunting or perhaps lame? Will you evoke a thought? Conjure up feelings or naught? As my love and hate exist Will my art’s loneliness persist? I look on with disbelief Angry with my grief Wanting nothing but to dest