Are you an artist with an artist’s broken soul?
Letting love and pain pour out in poem or paint
Beginning a piece by throwing all into the wind
Completing it with raw, reserved restraint
Know all mankind is burdened just the same
Loaded at birth with an intense need to create
Those unable or prevented will choose destruction
Hoping agony will thus be rendered satiate
Those with talent are beings set apart
Loved and lauded by most; hated by some
Burdened by both expectations and critique
They still burn brighter and rise into the sun
