These visions, they haunt me, they tear at my soul. <br />Creating a blunder of mass confusion leaving me to wollow in my own mess of wonder. This art brings me to rest, setting my imagination aflame. Bringing new life to a blank yet full canvas. This art, these visions..I know not from which they come, nor from which they dwell until revealing their full self upon this page. These visions they haunt me, yet show me strength, give me love, remove my pain.<br /><br />Justin Terrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hysteria-7/
