breeze still carries the sound. maybe i'll disappear. tracks will fade in the snow. you won't find me here. ice is starting to form. ending what had begun. i am locked in my head. with what i've done. i know you tried to rescue me. didn't let anyone get in. left with a trace of all that was. and all that could have been. please. take this. and run far away. far away from me. i am. tainted. the two of us. were never meant to be. all these. pieces. and promises and left behinds. if only i could see. in my nothing. you meant everything. everything to me. gone fading everything. and all that could have been. could have been. please. take this. and run far away. far as you can see. i am. tainted. and happiness and peace of mind. were never meant for me. all these. pieces. and promises and left behinds. if only i could see. in my nothing. you meant everything. everything to me.
well, i've just been looking through my gallery, and i've realized that my "skills" in drawing have "improved" since i first started submitting here nine months ago. i think a new birth is due, so i've come up with a childish, monotonous, and narcissistic idea: to re-do some of my older works, only using whatever style i'm currently using. i thought it would be interesting to see what my older pieces would look like if i were to do them during the present times. but i'm still deliberating this. but i do need something to occupy my time. we'll see. but for those freaks out there who actually enjoy my "art", there's something to look forward to. probably the first picture i'll re-do will be "the reflecting god", being that it was the first thing i submitted here. i think my water just broke.
"each thing i show you is a piece of my death"
-the reflecting god by marilyn manson.
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