“The world a black and white swirl. You layed your hands onto me. And whispered, what now. I swished away, the clouds having a thumping sound. What now. Soon the end shall come to part. Tell us your free, but freedom comes rain. What now. As if a monologue the splatters swirl around. No one is safe. Unless you’re free. But with freedom comes rain.” Quick poem I made for a cherry on top.
I really don’t like the art. I wish I didnt head out of my comfort zone and drew a person. I should’ve drawn a cat. Sorry it’s late. Glad I still got to make it lol. Help it got pixelated (‘:
