I saw fear she had a dress made of death
In time and dust her neck was covered
thin hands to dig into lonely souls
and blood running down her throat.
Garments sewn on eternal darkness
shutting eyes through layers of skin
For like sister fury she was blind
feeding madness with madness
Cutting rocks in shape of hearts
Licking wounds with sour tongue
Scratching hands covered in rust
her pale face ripped apart
For what the eye dont see, the mind not knows.
I wrote this little poem/text and I decided to draw an illustration for it… this has no pencil work behind, it’s done directly… free mind on paper.
inkpen on paper
full size please you wont see what the heck is happening in the drawing