Exemplifies where my headspace/mental state has been (or lost) over the last four hellish years…
I feel a connection with X23 and it’s not hard to see why. I trace figures and then draw to add to the mood of whatever I am feeling. The first drawing isn’t finished yet, scars and blood need to be added.
A vain map to my heart-pitiless was its start.
My Locked teeth grind and tangle my bloodshot spine.
Words escape like billowing smoke-bound about a painful moat.
After watching Caption America Civil War I was inspired. This movie was so much better then Age of Ultron.
The passing of my 14 year old dog has left me in a emotional quagmire. It’s not called the labor of grief for nothing.