Melancholy

Melancholy

Among the dark rustling foliage, buried below the ground, Searching for a glimpse of hope, beyond the visible, Longing for a voice to be heard, a calming sound, Falling deeper within that void, Serenely engulfing the mind, Like a snake, silent in its dance around above the soil, Waiting to fall prey to its own greed.

Among all this darkness, anger flourishes, Like a flower blossoming in anticipation, Yet all that is sacred within one's mind, Holding on to your own voice, like a newborn to its mother, That light will exist, Even if for a brief moment in time, Giving a reason to exist.

3D Digital Artwork