Perhaps now in my doubts,
I have become
a true painter-
a true artist-
something more than talent alone.
For my soul is now,
to be considered,
of the tortured sort
as all great souls must be.
And from this self-inflicted pain,
shall come my masterpiece-
though un-proclaimed
until my passing,
as this is the fate
of all greatness-
of all masters-
of all creative beings.
I am now an artist…