the stars look [ art+poetry ] very different today

somewhere in my mind there creeps
a creature made of sand
he steals my dreams and fills my head with nightly horrors
I bend to his demand

behind her I have stood
for several years gone by
and never have I seen her look so damn defeated
yet I still don't see her cry


the chess board splits in half
and I am pulled towards the dark
I cannot run away
he will not let me turn my back

and so I fight for her
but even my light cannot quell
the liquid ink that spills from the thing that kills her dreams
I wish her well


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I wrote a very long arguement between me and Rut at first, but it sounded like a shitty pop song so I deleted it very quickly. Self-indulgent art, yeee. I guess lately I've been in a dark state of mind, and Rut doesn't know how to help.

This might be part of a series in which I draw myself with ocs, idk. I'm trying to get better - artwise and mentally, aha.

bump because effort yeeee

bump because effort yeeee
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I love this piece! Your art

I love this piece! Your art style has cleaned up amazingly lately too, the improvement is visible with each work you make. This lineless style is lovely. I really like how you portrayed the message, and Rutilus and yours relationship. The poem is very, very powerful too and I enjoyed reading it.

Asdfsdfs thanks so much, Mis

Asdfsdfs thanks so much, Mis ;; ♥ It's really nice to hear from you again, actually. ♥