Divided

an idea for all the feelings inside my skull. here's an insert from a poem i wrote last night, the idea of the image was in my head when i wrote it:

look upon my face so wrong
cut in two, divided and sided
pulling at my skin, slicing my notions
god, i know i didn't mean for this
your voice, your voice i wanna hear
my voice, it's died inside my head
hide, hide me please, please again
i don't know what to do, i don't
blood drips down my forehead, divided
the thoughts i cannot escape, i served
i served them too well before
bowing and worshipping, i made them life
now they're returning, returning to haunt
to take me away, away from my place
back down to tunnels so deep, infested and pure
god, god, i don't know what to do


hope you like it...

note: the blood was actually applied by putting it on my forehead, under my hairline and i let it drip down my face... i had to move my face to keep it in a straight line and when it got to my nose i had to tilt my head back to keep it in that straight line. it was probably the funnest part of the picture. and it turned out quite nice. i don't think i could have gotten it that nice if i had used a paint brush or anything.