Buzz away like crazy!
Ta-da, As promised. Well actually, not as promised. After all, I did say no Slipknot for today. But then again, I’m a heretic after all, aren’t I? Had too much fun drawing this, took me around three hours. a stretch perfectly complimented by Vol 3: The Subliminal Verses and .5: The Gray Chapter.
So step inside and see the devil in I. Told you, I can’t ignore Slipknot. #maggot for life.
Still needs some work here and there, but that’s a story for another day.
Alone he was, wherever it was
Stronger, it made him, more than he thought.
Peace he knew, a luxury well deserved
Shame he knew not, joy of being alone.
More of a solitary, he was, a lone wolf
Sight of another human, he never yearned.
In love with the moon, he was, deep and true
Bright and beautiful she was, another girl he never knew.
Once a month he turned, he cried and howled
For the love he will never get, from the far away moon.
What didn’t kill him, made him stronger
No hate in him, but cherished and relished in her bright light.
A solitary, a lone wolf he was called
But a were-wolf he was, wild and hard.
Daily Prompt: Solitary
A series of letters written by a young soldier off to war, to his wife.
The grainy sands of the beach
The dancing tides of the ocean
In the wet sand, I rambled
A clean slate, the waves made
My darkest secrets safe, once again.
The gentle breeze on my skin
The dazzling sunset in the horizon
I leaped in the air and swirled
Moving one with the wind
Every beat of my heart cleansed.
Lost in the beauty I see,
I wish everyday to be free
I let the waves kiss my legs
Ponder over the life at beach.
O, the grainy sands and the dancing tides
O, the gentle breeze and the dazzling sunsets
My never fading love, I have confessed.
Your answer, I will wait forever
Show me a sign in secret
Just a drizzle in the hot summer
When I go back to reality,
Will you miss me?
Daily prompt: Grainy
Plant that seed
Watch it grow
Flowers in colors
Love that blooms
A beautiful distraction
I run towards
Every lovely morning.
He left his things willy-nilly and blamed it on the apocalypse.
-A hopeless perfectionist
Daily Prompt: Willy-nilly
Out the door, off you left
In the heart, leaving a dent
“In a jiffy, I’ll be back”
A glorious lie, nothing in lack
Branded my talking as prying
Can’t blame a girl for trying!
Loss is not mine but yours
I’ve tilled my lawn for fresh flowers.
Daily Prompt: Jiffy
