drawing a picture

I am not an artist.
I cannot paint.
I cannot write.
I wander along the façade of fiction, between imagination and reality.
I can hide my pathetic true self behind the supposed fictitious pictures.
I try to draw a sunset, dawn, an afternoon sun reflecting off rain clouds, people walking, traffic light changing, cars slowing and turning, meals prepared, families talking, and lovers gazing.
And, me in somewhere.

Though I have no understanding of the language, no fancy skill, and no business creating anything, I must draw fake pictures and put my depictions out there to show myself that I exist.
As long as I am in the process of sculpting something, I can breathe. When I stop purging, that’s when I choke.
I have days – many days – that I don’t think I could make it.
I draw because I must keep living.



9 thoughts on “drawing a picture

  1. and yet, Nelkumi, your profile cartoon picture of yourself exudes happiness, fun and above all the angle of your posture says “Welcome to my world”. And when we tiptoe in we are in a lovely place where all our troubles melt away. With a gift like that you can do anything for anyone and have no need of any other talents.

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