Trapped Soul

Do you hear it? The breaking of my soul I cry unto you with tears of dew drops With a whisper of despair Do you see me? The pain that cloaks me The darkness that holds me My eyes that hold death For which I am bound Do you feel it? My heart breaking from my suffering Like a storm taking over the dawn Never to know the warmth of the sun If only you could hear me, Fell me, see me, No longer would my spirit be trapped.. (R.N. Dickey)

4096x6690 pixel. 300 dpi.

Created using stable diffusion, finished using photopea.