suoda

I close my eyes to drift away from this colorless constipation. Slipping into my mind of creation, I stop dreaming and start indulging in my ideal perfection. The colors fill my mind and spread their wings across a once shadowed canvas. My fingers dip into a pool of crimson and from there I proceed to follow the footsteps of those before me, adding to a world where all has come together and limits are non-existant. Here is where I contribute. This is where my pride lies, in an ocean of translucent emotions. In a world where all is visible and nothing is held back. This is the place where my soul can inspire me with fantastic realities and give me hope that one day my passion will be noticed and added to this evergrowing spectrum of my preferred existance.