Description There is a thievery of logical contemplation that was stolen some time agoAnd irrationality governs my sense should any one near me in this state I am soI am no longer human for I cannot embrace the desire of touchIt's why I feel so alone now, because my fears show truth of the sorrow I clutchInspired by Pogo's ' Out deep ' Which can be found here https://soundcloud.com/pogomix/out-deepI am terrified of being touched. More so any form of physical interaction cripples my social senses and logic. I'm known to clam up, often grow severely quiet and in most cases I become anxiety ridden. I become the victim again and I become powerless. I'd scream if I could but no point in the faltering line of broken rationality shall I let it. I am cracked on the inside, and through the out I am all the more so. I am terrified, I am mournful, I am saddened I cannot hold my loved one without remembering each and every time that I was cracked on the inside. I am angry, I am revolted that I cannot be stronger than this. I am the victim again and always will be. Don't touch me.
Shane Frost Member Since February 2013 Artist Statement Doc Diventia here and I wish to thank you for looking. I am a devoted abstract cartoonist whom often employs the use of self written poetry alongside my work.