In this place ruins stand as monuments of agony of people trying to make a safe place for them to hold the rot at bay. Endless tormented landscapes reach out with their sharp edges in hopes that life will rain down on it. The life here seems to not remember whom there are and no time or space make sense, causing them to wonder the open lands in a hopes search to escape this place. One would do anything to leave this place before one would rot away and turn into dust, wondering infinitely not know if day is night or night is day, losing time or time completely stopped. This place is suited the workings of a madman’s mind and any sanity one had fads away like grain of sand in an hourglass until there is no time left for you. Maybe this place isn’t so bad if you have someone to help you along the way. Someone that was there to help you when they needed them most, to help understand yourself and remember that one can be redeemed for their pain they caused, knowing that you’re the one that causes your own pain.

I am sorry I haven’t uploaded anything for a very long time, but I been getting help and I have been trying to make a difference in my life to help me through these hard times. There is a lot of pain in my life and my partner been there for me when I needed it most, I am lucky to have her to help me these hard times.

I am sorry that I haven’t been drawing much and that I am feeling well but I am trying to make a effort to keep me going and to not let this hand stop drawing. this is something that I've been wanting to draw with my love and it is now time for me to draw and keep on drawing.

Drawing helps

Thanks you all for understanding