I decided to post a bit of poetry. glad to see a place for this!
"Vision of the consumption"
A Reminder
These silhouettes of the past
and two corpses
They
Sitting upright
Eyes bleeding to the sky
Their faces like stone
You stand alone,
and yearn for no one
One would collapse under the weight of your dark heart
Our world in decay
and vultures watch waiting
to consume the slain
-- i have painting i did to correlate this one. i don't expect anyone to like it or relate. i just thought i would share.
