It would take a lot for this optimist to lose her optimism
For me to view my opted existence as a thoughtless vision
cause, even without a pot to piss in, with a drop a wisdom,
I can jot a sentence that'll make someone stop and listen
nothing I got was given, including this peace of mind,
I had to sweep up the fragments of my soul,
then sift through the debris to find
that's why, you not only read these lines,
you witness my heart as it bleeds on canvas
And, even though it's a bit distorted,
I depict a portrait that needs no answers
such as this rhetorical bliss,.......a poem