https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UvH5ZhSn1Jg
some saturation gets lost with a bit of time. sometime it just structs you when in the monotony of things. sometime the worst in us can blind us to our better selves. its only the epiphany that hurts, but other times its just being blinded to the logic in things that can make you feel further alone.
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink
a bit of vent art.
color © Hasley