I’m worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed… – Nirvana . . .
View in Instagram I’m Worst in What I Do Best I’m worse at what I do bestAnd for this gift I feel blessed…– Nirvana – Poetic Dustbin
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It’s time to release my demons… A Dark Art
View in Instagram Pill It’s time to release my demons… First in 2024… Tame the Horned One… – Poetic Dustbin
Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? – The Joker…
View in Instagram Pale Moon Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? – The Joker… – Poetic Dustbin
Dark Thoughts Again
View in Instagram Dark thoughts… Again Inking again… its been a while… I need to release some demonic spirits in my head… can’t have too many of them running amuck inside… – Poetic Dustbin
Ex it.
View in Instagram Ex It When life svcks… And every single Fvckin’ day sh!ts… Ex it. Ex it. Ex it. You don’t owe no one Misery is a choice. Fvck wishful thinkin’ Fvck hopeful thoughts. Change. Change yourself. Leave and Live. Let be. Ex it. Ex it. Ex it. Relax and pisz on it. – …
After the Rain… A Dark Poetry and Photo
View in Instagram After the Rain Drip. Drop. Splash. The sky wept again. In a matter of hour, She cried in pain. She cried in anger. She filled the land With her tears, Whispering her fears. That one day, soon, Her home will vanish Will cease to exist Because we failed As its caretaker To …
Sky That Bleeds
View in Instagram Sky That Bleeds The seeds that cry…. All scattered in the sky…. Tell me the truth and the lie…. Give me reasons from the why… No matter how much we try… We let mother nature die… – Poetic Dustbin
Wolverine – Fanart in Pencils
View in Instagram Wolverine Fan Art It’s my quick crude pencil depiction of the X-men’s Wolverine… – Poetic Dustbin
My Demon… My Cat…
View in Instagram My Demon, My Cat My demon…My eyes to the paranormal worldMy gateway to other dimensions..My channel to both negative and positive energy… – Poetic Dustbin
Rope of the Hopeless – A Dark Poetry
View in Instagram Rope of the Hopeless I look up…Spoke to GodTold Him my storyThe world in my eyesDoesnt need me…The people around meWouldn’t miss me…Am I selfish to need…A piece of your loveA slice of your embrace…The wind howls in silence..The crows sings aloud..Nothing. There’s nothing.I failed myself. Everyone.I look down…Spoke to GodAs my …