Has anyone said something to you, that took your breath away, cut deep into your soul and tore your will into shreds. Words so cruel, your insides feel revealed, like raw meat and your breath is being sucked out of your lungs. You can't breath, the bile is choking you. You try to speak, you can not, a shark ripping your flesh would be less painful. You wonder now, how you are going to cope. You stance, the axis of your being is off. Everything has lost it's color. It is a tilted universe of what was and what is. You walk the earth, in a zombie state. You function, but your life's energy is sucked out...gone. Gone where?! Will I find it again, the real me....when all I want to do is stay in bed and escape in my dreams, the colorful, vibrant ones that my soul paints. Perhaps, if i try to create, to draw, paint, sing, play music, write... The real me, will be revealed again, she will appear. Art has saved me; Can it save me again?!