Let go and let the rage consume me...
Empty voids...
Desolate places...
Baren wastelands...
A future of which there is no escape...
As nothing matters, none of it, where it is all meaningless...
A broken mind torn to shreds with a only a brooding sound...
Lost of all morals into a pounding drive to explode...
A sound of distortion amped through the blood lust...
Pressures burdened one on top of the other over and over...
To repeat the cycle over and over, different yet the same...
My screeches that of an endless rise in pitch...
Its depth as heavy as the force of gravity...
Its notion as anxious as that feeling to fight or flight...
Reality is only but a playground to unleash the built up pain...
To cut your ties and burn your bridges...
And turn that love into hate and that hate into rage...
Fall off that ledge and let go...
You wonder when you will hit the ground and splatter...
Letting that rage take control...
Art piece by the perceptive Kate-Venom of one of my many visions stuck in my head on loop...
The scary truth about me is you may say that this is a nightmare, but the real truth thats more terrifying is that I have these visions during the day, everyday, I haven't had a nightmare since my middle school years, or in fact, a dream when I sleep since then, when I sleep, its just blank, black, nothing, every night, and its been that way for 10 years now...
Interesting note on that, feels like falling sometimes or floating around in that blank period...
As much as I can say...
Until then...
Desolate places...
Baren wastelands...
A future of which there is no escape...
As nothing matters, none of it, where it is all meaningless...
A broken mind torn to shreds with a only a brooding sound...
Lost of all morals into a pounding drive to explode...
A sound of distortion amped through the blood lust...
Pressures burdened one on top of the other over and over...
To repeat the cycle over and over, different yet the same...
My screeches that of an endless rise in pitch...
Its depth as heavy as the force of gravity...
Its notion as anxious as that feeling to fight or flight...
Reality is only but a playground to unleash the built up pain...
To cut your ties and burn your bridges...
And turn that love into hate and that hate into rage...
Fall off that ledge and let go...
You wonder when you will hit the ground and splatter...
Letting that rage take control...
Art piece by the perceptive Kate-Venom of one of my many visions stuck in my head on loop...
The scary truth about me is you may say that this is a nightmare, but the real truth thats more terrifying is that I have these visions during the day, everyday, I haven't had a nightmare since my middle school years, or in fact, a dream when I sleep since then, when I sleep, its just blank, black, nothing, every night, and its been that way for 10 years now...
Interesting note on that, feels like falling sometimes or floating around in that blank period...
As much as I can say...
Until then...
Category Artwork (Digital) / Abstract
Species Wolf
Gender Male
Size 1280 x 731px
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