The sinful soul

A place to vent

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Bonus

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Its late and i just wanna post it.

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Naga pirate

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Sin follows forever

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The seven

Envy.

It's an ever consuming sin, that eats away at us from the inside, slowly building up until it's unbearable.

In its purest form, it can drive certain individuals to perform acts they wouldn't have done otherwise.

It is one of the seven deadly sins, and in my opinion one of the most common, and hard to deal with.

So how do we deal with jealously? That unbridled molten hatred that pumps within the veins of the weak and strong alike.

Do we simply let go of our dreams and desires? But it's not that easy.

We can't let go

No

We can only watch, with that sorrowful rage in our deceived eyes.

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Whole

No one wants a poor withered soul.

A spectre of glistening gloom

No one believes they can be something whole

Just ignore them and seal off the tomb

Now it's dark

No ones there

Do I wallow and sink in despair?

Hear them bark

Such a scare

When the dogs of denial sink their teeth without care

No!

Let me out

I'll scream and I'll shout I've a purpose I swear!

I don't know it yet but I cannot forget

I'm a human, it's hard to be me

I have needs, can't you see?

You all block off the exits and watch as I bleed

Watch as I fade

Argh! Please let me out I just want to be wanted!

Is it so hard to see that my minds deathly haunted?!

No one believes I can be something whole.

Just a sad little thing, with a poor withered soul...

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The darkness is creeping in, it's ominous and tartarean tendrils lurking, creeping.

A cloud of midnight corrupts my mind, whispering.

Drip

Drip

Moisture of madness, accumulates from within the blackened fog, and seeps into the fragile canvas of my thoughts.

Bitter sorrow, the fear of tomorrow. As the grey flood drowned out reality, replaced with its own wicked intentions.

Pressure built, and brought forth a maelstrom of chaos and confusion.

The virtues were scattered to oblivion, tainted by the seven and cast aside forevermore.

A hailstorm of grievance, strengthened only by a gale of anxiety.

The body can't handle such a storm.

The mind cracks surely from pressure.

From despair.

From solitude.

The captain of a soulless ship, sinking without a crew.

Into the abyss of exile.

Into nothingness.

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Today's tide

I dip my toes in the smooth brisk water, and cast my reel out to sea.

There is a song in the air, it's light tune carrying itself magnificently throughout the breeze.

My raft is small but quaint. The rough yet natural wood beneath me gives comfort.

I wiggle my foot, and the tide hums in response.

I relax, and breathe deep as the world turns it's course.

Today is silent.

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Surrounded

I'm surrounded..

I can't go back or forth.

Can't look to the sidelines for help.

Where do I go when the wind never blows.

In a dark horrid box undefined.

Rewind.

To a time where life was benign.

Where I could stare at a screen without guilt.

Where the pleasure of joy was frequent, and a soul had been built.

Simpler days.

Happier days.

Days where I hadn't a care

Not anymore..

Now they stare.

With judging eyes it hurts me so.

Because I'm different because I'm strange.

I'm not real to them I'm deranged.

My choices are few now, each day I feel blue now.

I simply don't know what to do

No matter which path

No matter which road

I feel so grounded

Surrounded

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A duo alone

Flowing, interlining, weaving and entwining.

The sad spirits drift on, through an aether unknown.

Fueled by their sorrow, yet yearning to be rid of it, no solace for an enigma as harrowed as thee.

“I cast you aside!” cried the fiend, “Be no more, and drown in bitter tide!”

Drowning, sinking? Which way is up and down? Trailed off the beaten path, into wickedness overgrown.

A cruel twist of fate is all that it takes.

To break a poor spirit, crumble its hope.

“Just leave it alone, for its own goodness sake”

Not sure where to go, at the end of their rope.

And it swims and it tries to be like the rest.

It can't be the best and it wont leave its nest.

Never taught how to fly, how to soar.

Like a lion's roar so fierce

Free of fear forevermore

Pale skin, lifeless eyes. Barely a soul left inside.

Barely.

It drifts through the torment, the sadness and pain.

It floats with another, though it knows not its name.

It knows not its face, it’s voice or its tone.

But through tears it can see, that it too is alone.

Not knowing each other, but knowing it's there

Is enough to move forwards.

Is enough to still care.

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Vampire with a more cartoon-ish design, sharper shading and stuff

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I think these mouths are pretty neat looking.