I like channeling things that happen in my life into my art. It's a very hard time for me at the moment. So I suppose this helped in some way... I've had to paint my own wings...
I hope you enjoy
Peace, love and washing paint off yourself,
T-thank you so much for the response on this. So many people who don't know me still showing their support... I hope everyone going through a tough time can find strength.
(i have a question to the artist)did you have blue hair once?
Also I want to have her bodyy. So perf.
Lack of passion, lack of mind.
Lack of the love you left behind.
Limp thoughts and weary eyes,
Emotion is your demise.
Hide from love and hide from lust,
Crouch in flames because you must.
Fighting hatred with hatred to keep it at bay,
You've feared all feelings since they went away.
You can burn, you can bite
But you cry into the night
Bleeding as you wonder why
Your wings are gone, you're left to die.
Chair stands under the noose you hung,
Sick of being the bottom rung.
Realise the scene, push yourself up off the mat,
Back on your feet, you know you're stronger than that.
So armed with paint bucket and brush,
You try to work but not to rush.
As that band told you one song,
You'll have to paint your wings back on.
I was about to close the page like: