So I have a hand tremor, and apparently, drawing is meant to be helpful (somewhat) to giving me more control.
I have no drawing tablet. And I like Faith: The Unholy Trinity. So, I found my art style with microsoft paint.
Also, this is just gonna be the journey of me trying to get better at drawing more and more “horror” art.
keep cooking my friend…
peak needs time
I have a theory
It looks like the eye from GRACE and the eye basically God so his statement of being God it true
actually this is included in the Analogue horror I’ve been making, it’s related to one of the influential figures in it.
Decided to add some general poetry here too, making this just my Poetry/Art thread lmao
Why am I so weak?
Four words, is that all it takes?
For me to break, to crack and crumble?
“He should’ve done more”
He should’ve been kind.
Why am I so stupid?
Craving validation I know I don’t deserve
The endless loop of letting them hurt me and destroy what’s left of me.
Am I still your puppet, though you are gone?
I hope you’re happy with how you’ve left me.
Did you enjoy making me afraid to accept offers?
Afraid to say yes to a drink
Afraid to say yes to time out.
Either way, I’d wake up feeling disgusting, inhuman and like bile.
Why did you make me so weak?
Couldn’t you have been kind?
Held me, loved me like I so craved?
Or was the power too addicting?
You mad god, I praised and worshipped your existence just so you’d do the same.
Why am I so weak?
good luck, i wish you the best
