Lost motivation to draw again.

Panicked and jumbled, words just seem to fall out like lyrics. If I were a musician, I would put these lyric-like lines to good use.

How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back home (...

Mentions suicide and self-harm, hope that's cool.