|I don't really have much of a goal, i guess this is like an experiment. But for every donation i will draw or paint a picture. this will keep me motivated and you entertained. :]|
After the StormMany times I cannot face another day;After the Storm by lit360
I cannot get out of bed.
I just wish that I and my
Children were all dead.
If only we could die
And get it over with,
We would all be so much better.
I pull the shades down and close them tight,
I lock the door.
I and my children sit in a darken corner
Of the room to hide from the day.
The only thing I am confident about
Is that the future holds absolutely nothing for me.
Every night I cry myself to sleep.
Anguish is my way of life forevermore.
Suffering will be my childrens'
Way of life likewise.
All of us are condemned to this horrible world,
Where I abhor every wakening moment
Of my wretched life.
It all becomes so vibrant to me
Whenever I close my eyes,
My horrifying future and that of my children.
My nightmares are nothing more than the
Do you sit in judgment of me?
My home has been devastated.
All of my belongings are vanished.
My family, friends and my neighbors
Are now gone forever, never ever to
Welcome to my head.|
Here is where you will see all my mixed emotions put onto paper.
My main category is traditional art, but I also take some photos and write poetry.
Don't be shy about checking my stuff out. And if you have an idea you think i would be able to draw tell me! I'm always up for a challenge.