This is pretty much me still in my phase of trying to draw actual humans as well as experimenting with realism… I am really bad at fixating on certain face designs, though… Ah, well. I think it turned out pretty nicely.
Drawn in 2009.
WatcherCouldn't dieWas never bornA shadow where I lie.Never am I seenI'm everywhere, nowhereAm nothing yet am a being.A watcher of the world- this thing...A loner to this human raceYet all is wanted is belonging.All I want is silence.My emotions are of pain, fear...And of terrible violence.Yet the odd thing is...I don't want to be ALONE.
ShadowsA feeling of kindness kindles my heartWhen the first breath of night has comeAlone in the darkness and the shadows in foldsFor once I feel as oneThe inky night devours me into its very heartAnd at once the aching comesIt drips down incessantly with the waxing moonLunacy and pain for once can be knownFor the light of day covers such things'Til they are evident no moreBut in the night you can feel its presenceIn the blinding darkness the melancholy lingersThe pain harbors and takes vacancy with the soulBut now as the shadows wrap their loving armsAbout those in this thing called nightI feel okay again...Because even though it can bring pain and grief...It can save those enduring such things too...