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-- you can't move an inch.
they strain at you and tie you down.
your light glows ever dimmer in the growing darkness.
hope fades.

you're tired--rest, just for a bit, just your arms, maybe--you feel them slip into you.
the sting of fresh blood.

gasp.
resume tension.
your soul aches.
you shut your eyes as you give up the fight.
no longer pure, no longer glowing with the light you once brought to the world.
maybe this is your redemption.
this is your answer.
your road to be free, finally, from the things that haunt you.
to be made clean.

hold your breath.
the tension snaps.
your arms fall.
and just before darkness, you feel your soul rip apart in a crimson spray..

(this is what comes of depression, nicotine, inebriation and too much heavy metal music.
done with red and black pen.
first attempt.
sketchy look was unintentional. was just too effing pissed off at the time. but not editing it is intentional. i like feelings captured raw.
comments welcome.)

Description
-- you can't move an inch.
they strain at you and tie you down.
your light glows ever dimmer in the growing darkness.
hope fades.

you're tired--rest, just for a bit, just your arms, maybe--you feel them slip into you.
the sting of fresh blood.

gasp.
resume tension.
your soul aches.
you shut your eyes as you give up the fight.
no longer pure, no longer glowing with the light you once brought to the world.
maybe this is your redemption.
this is your answer.
your road to be free, finally, from the things that haunt you.
to be made clean.

hold your breath.
the tension snaps.
your arms fall.
and just before darkness, you feel your soul rip apart in a crimson spray..

(this is what comes of depression, nicotine, inebriation and too much heavy metal music.
done with red and black pen.
first attempt.
sketchy look was unintentional. was just too effing pissed off at the time. but not editing it is intentional. i like feelings captured raw.
comments welcome.)