"As the moon show's bright through the window, I lay here with my hair cascading against my back, separating me from the familiar dry faux porcelain surface of my tentative homes bathroom; the safe room. Consequently its not always the the heart that breaks, its sometimes the mind that breaks as well." - Melissa Hunter
Feeling down in the dumps tonight, and going through some personal issues as always so I tried to relax my mind and try some different painting methods, then slowly it became a way for me to vent, my I know I haven't fleshed out my OCs enough, but I like to think that Mel is a representation of the grief and sarrow that I carry, and in a way she bridges her regret quite similarly to mine. Anyways enjoy this little experiment and paragraph short story.


DezzieArts
2021-04-21 12:56:10 +0000 UTC