My escape, my prison.
The most shaded part of my mind.
The most hateful part of my soul.
Sends tremors o'er my skin.
Like ripples upon
"I... I dreamt those things...
Those atrocities! Oh God"
No rose colored lens
obscures my view of the abyss.
And I've killed them.
I've killed them all."
I always said, the only reason I would ever post my poetry is if it motivated me to make an image to accompany it.
I feel like I have take a huge step forward in trying to make images like my hero ~Templesmith
Done in Illuststudio and Photoshop (roughly 50/50), utilizing quite a few of my proprietary textures and LOTS of blending effects.