Drawing lines

Today, I started drawing lines
as I succumb to the tugging knot pressing against my chest.
The only way to bring forth release is to find ways to appease it,
even in the most nonsensical way.
I had to find an anwer to it.

So, I followed my guts in seeking the most meaningless answer ever.
I started drawing lines.
I did it twice.
I was happy with the 1st,
but achingly disappointed with the 2nd.

Then, I couldn't muster enough courage to do it a 3rd time.
I had to stop drawing lines.