Misery of Art
They drove me insane,
insane I am,
beautifully crafted with blood, misery and pain.
Oh art my heart can no longer take,
admiration is not one I no longer care to rake.
My heart longs for the one who can break,
I chose to put my heart at stake.
for the art I a must make,
to master my craft I will do,
till the last breath I take.