Your poisoned words are your weapon of choice,
Paralyzing me with just the sound of your voice.
Whispering your lies and getting under my skin,
But I can see right through you 'cause you're so paper thin!
Are you really so heartless?
Behind your lies is there any truth?
Can you tell I don't want this!?
I will never bow down to you!
You say across my skin is where my short comings compile,
And that my scars remind you I'm a failure in denial!
No matter what you've always had the upper hand,
Holding me under for reasons none understand!
GOD DAMN!!
Are you really so heartless?
Behind your lies is there any truth?
Can you tell I don't want this!?
And that I'll never
Bow
Down
To
You!
This little piece I did is really random but I think it fits that statement in the description pretty well.
I quite like this piece it really speaks to me. I'm amazed at how you can capture my attention so quickly when I start reading, I litrally can't not read this!
I stopped posting art a long time ago, even though now I can say I've improved.
But a family member of mine, one who I hold so very dear to me, has thrown away my scultpures, and "lost" my art, one's I've given to her. She's lied to my face on how "great" it was, only for me to find out she didn't mean it.
But admittedly, I'm not good enough. It really stings to give up something that I really loved but you on the otherhand, have something going for you! This is wonderful, and I'm really a critical person. Don't give up, please!
At least think about this way, even though you don't know me at all, and this is the first time I've ever even seen your work, please continue on your work for me, for someone who's given up their dream.