InvaderAnacoda

You killed me a thousand times. I try to take the bullet but you just shoot yourself instead . I'm on the ground in pain while you yell at me for taking the bullet. We make up and it starts all over again. Bam bam goes the gun again.  I'm down on the ground bleeding. My body loses more and more love every time the bullet pierces my heart. Why do you need to see me in pain. Bam bam goes the gun again I don't move this time and let you get shot. You lay on the ground bleeding and asking for help. I don't do anything but watch. I'm done with your nonsense so just lay there and die like I did a thousand times.

SORRY I HAVE BAD ART. I feel ashamed about my past self. FUCK!!! My art has gotten so much better after my time away DA. I may post more in the future.....

The struggle to get out of bed in the morning. The darkness of the morning consumes the soul slumber is all that is left before death. the rain patting against the windows harder and harder The same thing day after day. the same boring lesson to learn. they push and push and not realize they kill. love isn't the answer anymore for not it doesn't exist People laugh and laugh as they loose their humanity. Thoughts of Homicide and Suicide fester in the heads of the young not knowing the the cause. The stupidity of the human race gets worse and worse as time grows. the dark corner is all that is left in the world. all to myself. Dep