weepingfree

weepingfree

Time’s tide will smother you, and I will too
Feb 28, 2020
71
She said
Diminish me
Finish me
Infinity
Infinity

She saw darkness in the window
Darkness came too soon
She saw no one at the funeral
Just another day in June

She was nine years old when
They called her ugly, dirty whore
She looked up to say something back
Then disappeared, closed door

She said
Diminish me
Finish me
Infinity
Infinity

Gone deep, all fear, undead
Gone dark, she’d make it end
Couldn’t bear to end her life alone
Wounded heart, take your body home

She watched the world from beyond
A window to the sadness all along
She became nothingness and on and on
She was the ending of a song

She said
Diminish me
Finish me
Infinity
Infinity
 
finish.me

finish.me

I need you to feel this
Jul 14, 2021
92
She said
Diminish me
Finish me
Infinity
Infinity

She saw darkness in the window
Darkness came too soon
She saw no one at the funeral
Just another day in June

She was nine years old when
They called her ugly, dirty whore
She looked up to say something back
Then disappeared, closed door

She said
Diminish me
Finish me
Infinity
Infinity

Gone deep, all fear, undead
Gone dark, she’d make it end
Couldn’t bear to end her life alone
Wounded heart, take your body home

She watched the world from beyond
A window to the sadness all along
She became nothingness and on and on
She was the ending of a song

She said
Diminish me
Finish me
Infinity
Infinity

SO FUCKING SICK DUDE that's, so fucking intense. love it
 
Dymming Star6

Dymming Star6

Member
Jul 19, 2021
43
This is an original poem written by myself, called, "Why Is It?"...


Why is it that I was born with this heavy heart that I hold..
Why is it I am forever repeatedly spirit torn...
Why is it that the authentic love I so deeply seek...
Thrown into a world so consistently bleak...
Why is it so cold in my blurred view...
No one can really see me in my darkest hue...
Why is it that I am invisible yet slightly visible to the outskirts of this definite wasteland...
Why is it that my sole purpose is lost upon these huge soul masses...
Why is it that true love so far away from my slippery grasp...
Why is it that I feel so lost in this world of unchained chaos...
I am now & forever more, just some insignifcant ashes...blowing in the unchallenging wind...


I hope all of the tenured/newbies of SS enjoy at your leisure...peace
What a nice thread to scroll through. Good job, everyone.

I've posted some of my paintings before, but here are two more I did.

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Just breathtakingly beautiful...So expressive on different levels...
 
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Nutshell

Nutshell

I’d feel better dead.
Feb 23, 2020
272
It would be nice
To put that behind me
To watch the scars fade
To sleep at night
To wake up to sunrise
Then watch it melt away
To fuck under a meteor shower
Or a thunder storm
To feel the earth under my body
The wind on my face
It would be nice
To feel the water licking my skin
To swim under the full moon
Paint those silver strokes
The ebb and flow
On a black mirror canvas
Not the vicious srokes
Vermillion gold across my limbs
These haunting strokes I painted
When I had to open up
Carve into the ink
With nothing but my flesh
My body
My Mind
My body
My mind
My body
My mind
My body
My mind
 
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Kattt

Kattt

Specialist
May 18, 2021
392
found some pictures I took experimenting with lights and various types of glass
 

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dyingtodie69

dyingtodie69

b a n g
Sep 15, 2020
83
“cents”


the idea that life is priceless is comforting to me

because although i know death is costly, living costs more



of course my end will come with hidden fees in the form of human mourning,

and no material wealth can substitute the void of a life lost



as someone wallowing in the debt of so many souls gone too soon,

this is a financial crisis i can relate to, and will only exhaust



but what of my personal worth? i am broken and beyond repair

so when i go, bury me beneath the trees and let my body give back
 
TriggerHappy

TriggerHappy

Inthe kingdom ofthe blind; the one-eyed are kings
Jan 24, 2021
1,233
Thank you everyone :: you've so inspired me with your awesome stuff...
Art & design started to turn into work for me advertising/ media /tattoo studio (free tags for digital design /distort to fit forms - wicked arrangement!); so lost inspiration.
When you adobe illustrator / photoshop etc, picking up a pencil instead of using digital pen ('Bamboo' (TM)) is honestly quite intimidating!

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Drew this in the cover of an awesome book ('Sacred History :: how Angels, Mystics & Higher Intelligence Made our World' > Jonathan Black) 4 sum1:: her spirit bird is a sparrow, mine an eagle :: so we had ideas of doing freelance design co as:: "EagleWing & SparrowHeart" :: I'm giving it to her before I go.... (lockdown ended those dreams, amongst others)
Can't get the stylistic design right, its not real enuff, looks like a fkg logo. Ugh.
I love the idea of drawing in 2nd hand books, they'll live longer than me.
Thanks for risking and submitting.
Love you madly.
Thanks
 
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TriggerHappy

TriggerHappy

Inthe kingdom ofthe blind; the one-eyed are kings
Jan 24, 2021
1,233

These fascinate me.
I beta tested an incredible version of Adobe Photoshop using Medical, DICOM scan files
(part of the 3D Render Engine, with its own filter options : attenuation etc) because they're multiple layered files, u could play scan variations against each other, even animating 1 effect into the other....
Reminds me so much of this :: layering & extracting parts of brain / lung scans (u cld thn evn 'fake' 3d animate render in After Effects! :: mind-blowing.
I used the technology yo to have my students generate an animated tv trailer for series C.S.I.
Please please tell me more?!
I drew/wrote this one a very very long time ago. (the painting is made up of words describing what it is)
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Reminds me of anime Morrigan!?
Was she maybe yr inspiration?
grrr!
 
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lv-gras

fledermausßßßßßßßß
Jul 27, 2018
623
Thank you everyone :: you've so inspired me with your awesome stuff...
Art & design started to turn into work for me advertising/ media /tattoo studio (free tags for digital design /distort to fit forms - wicked arrangement!); so lost inspiration.
When you adobe illustrator / photoshop etc, picking up a pencil instead of using digital pen ('Bamboo' (TM)) is honestly quite intimidating!

View attachment 72993

Drew this in the cover of an awesome book ('Sacred History :: how Angels, Mystics & Higher Intelligence Made our World' > Jonathan Black) 4 sum1:: her spirit bird is a sparrow, mine an eagle :: so we had ideas of doing freelance design co as:: "EagleWing & SparrowHeart" :: I'm giving it to her before I go.... (lockdown ended those dreams, amongst others)
Can't get the stylistic design right, its not real enuff, looks like a fkg logo. Ugh.
I love the idea of drawing in 2nd hand books, they'll live longer than me.
Thanks for risking and submitting.
Love you madly.
Thanks
lookin' nice !!

ofc, everyon'e sart i've seen so far on this looks nice!
 
nfives

nfives

Suffer for purity
Aug 15, 2021
19
Not by any means a good artist or anything, but I often do stuff like vent drawings. I only started in July and didn't draw for a month, but this was one of the few pieces I kinda liked a bit. I need to learn a lot, ahaha.
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J

jing

Out of place, everywhere.
Oct 9, 2020
35
Found a piece of parable that I wrote a few months ago. If you do read it, thank you and I hope you enjoy.

Disoriented

I'm lost.

Well to be exact - I feel out of place.

Everywhere.

Hey, don't mind the void. It's never not been gloomy. And I don't count on this downpour to stop too. At least not anytime soon. If I recall correctly, the last time it stopped was - Christmas? It's not important anyway.

It's funny and somewhat heartwarming thinking about how I'd brave the night looking for shelter or warmth when I first got here.

Here, I've met others who are like me, who's not from here, who also absolutely hated being here. Naturally we bonded over our shared resentment towards this all-engulfing nothingness. I'm glad to have them; and as the night deepens and we inevitably drift apart, I'd be pleased if they drift in the opposite direction of where I seem to be heading.

Unlike the newcomers, I'd long ceased to strut and fret at what seems to be a constant. I count my blessings now that I'm curled up under covers in my own little corner. If I come across as calm and patient (with an occasional smirk), it's only because I have accepted this never-ending night. It is endless, period.

Sometimes, I'm told that it's just the weather, a bad season, that the night too shall pass, that there are decades yet to come. With utmost respect to the folks that care, this is my everyday, for as long as I can remember, to be here; for as empty, painfully freezing and lonesome that is here. I'd never wish even half of my time here onto my worst enemy.

I usually find myself asking when attempting most of life’s question - what's there to be done? You see, I loathe this place; and while I'm unable to change things here, I do have the option to leave. Yes, the open-door policy - leaving is always an option. Indeed that's been on my mind from the moment I got here. I'm just waiting for the right moment, an opportunistic pause, or maybe a bus ride or an invitation, to finally excuse myself. If that happens, I hope a celebration would be due.

Alas, as much as I'm eager to catch the next bus ride, I'm afraid I have to stay around for some time. Here, where it's near to my family. God knows they'd like for me to stick around for as long as I can. I guess the food around here is okay too? Oh well, it seems like I'll be back doing what I do best, the classic wait and see.

Oh how I detest being here. I've lost my bearings. But I'll stick around for the time being, until my ride comes.
 
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