Hello hive!
It a beautiful noon here, lately i have a whole lot running through my head.
The pandemic isn't helping a thing, and stuffs has been a bit slow, but then we move馃挭
Soon, just soon i believe everything would return back to normal. So while waiting for the normal... I came up with this, still from my 'found not lost' series.
I made tge design using my canva app.
These short poem is about depression, drugs and sadness.
I had a lot in mind while writing this, but i had to sum it up in these few lines.
Here is a break down of the lines and designs
The Lines
Line one and two represent an atmosphere whit music, which has been playing for our 12 hours straight. Who listens to just one song for 12 hours, surely there's something wrong somewhere
Line three shows it so loud and it blaring, i'm sure it disturbing the neighbors, but they already know the kind of lifestyle our writer lives.
Line four shows our writer is already high on something, cos she wished the artist stop singing. Does anyone in it right state of mind wish that? No! But our writer does.
Well the last line signify our writer states,
"Cos my crack...i'm die, high...ing..."
Here is the last stage before our writer passes into an unconsciousness.
The Design
- I used green for the background cos i was referring to cracks like weed. Also a human body beneath.
Thanks for stopping by
Till i write again...
BE YOU!