Seems like I am still struggling to get a grip on my life and each day, I am sinking deeper into a void darkness. Even my designs are twisted, warped and distorted to please my displaced and disturbed sanity. God, tell me what have I done to have so much hatred and angst to engulf me and deny salvation. I do not and will not seek forgiveness, instead, I'd guess I will just have to go forth and complete what I had initially set out to do.
I shall conscript this piece, "Rage against the dying flame"
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