Unfinished Woodblock

I couldn’t bring myself to complete this piece – emotionally – and so I dropped out of Art School…

I could barely function.
I had quit my job,
Couldn’t afford to eat,
Couldn’t pay the bills,
Sold everything of value,
For weed, beer and cigarettes,
Just to cope…

Eviction Notice.
Collections Letters.
Distance from others.

Out of runway,
A wretch,
A failure…

With nothing to show but a mountain of debt and scarred mind.

Best friend gone. Shattered soul. Shattered heart. Given up.