Yess i get to show you my Halloween piece i did with the awesome artists contributing to Dark Realm Collective
Called The Cost //
Here in the dark in the mist of the night staring for hours finding no such light scared of what’s to come out of this soundless sight shocked to realize that this is life pressured to the books my mind forced to write blocking all the voices that whispered fight because its not worth me and it's not you, it's always been me, it can never be you and for me to say sorry is a word that makes things better but sorry cant be said and cant be read it's something that needs to be bled out from the letter to say it on a weekly basis is to stand a man that is emotionless a heart so cold that ice is supernova and a life that should have never started to ever be over.
We just need to find our sanctuary, mine is that I find peace and harmony in the rain because it represents our emotional logic for each drop is a tear we cried for a loved one we lost and when it stops and dries out is the tears wiped down from your eyes and your smile as bright as the sun but my home is the night in a empty field sitting in a rocking chair staring at the color black of the night only one to talk to is the whispers of the wind if the world could talk you would hear it say respect the night and fear the darkest day
Happy Halloween
Called The Cost //
Here in the dark in the mist of the night staring for hours finding no such light scared of what’s to come out of this soundless sight shocked to realize that this is life pressured to the books my mind forced to write blocking all the voices that whispered fight because its not worth me and it's not you, it's always been me, it can never be you and for me to say sorry is a word that makes things better but sorry cant be said and cant be read it's something that needs to be bled out from the letter to say it on a weekly basis is to stand a man that is emotionless a heart so cold that ice is supernova and a life that should have never started to ever be over.
We just need to find our sanctuary, mine is that I find peace and harmony in the rain because it represents our emotional logic for each drop is a tear we cried for a loved one we lost and when it stops and dries out is the tears wiped down from your eyes and your smile as bright as the sun but my home is the night in a empty field sitting in a rocking chair staring at the color black of the night only one to talk to is the whispers of the wind if the world could talk you would hear it say respect the night and fear the darkest day
Happy Halloween
