Lightning is pretty sometimes :’)
Here’s my drawing of Amy Lee and her son Jack Lion Hartzler. I still can’t put into words all the feelings that this beautiful picture has made me feel. Simply wonderful.
So irritable but no reason why. I love you, I love you with all my heart and I wouldn’t want to share my life with anybody else… Yet somehow, I feel angry towards you and I hate you right now. But what the fuck is that about?
I think I just need you to cuddle me, tell me I’m special and show me that. I need restoration. I need time. I need to heal again.
I remember the world as it used to be,
Captured with silence, painted beautifully.
But scattered with fire and crimson disease,
Fall the men of the war in lusts harmony.
May the tales of terror seep down from above,
And when all hope is lost we’ll always have love.
So take the shadows and then wash away rain,
So we don’t stand forever engulfed in the pain.
Let this sweet release of light shine on down,
As we cradle the world with beautiful sounds.
Hold hands forever and remember this day,
As we’ll remember the death of the pale sweet day.