🐺 a love like skulls ’n bones

in #art6 years ago (edited)

(Drawing with progress after the story)


Him

He was already on his sixth cup of coffee, but he really needed it. Days seemed to be harder and harder and only seem to be taking longer. As he walks to the counter to get that last piece of pie he had been eying for almost half an hour now, he reminisces. Days used to be so colorful, days were bright, colors vibrant. But then de bad memories step in..

“I’d like that last slice of chocolate pie please, I’ve been hunkering for it for a while now”

Bad memories there are plenty.. His life had always been filled with quite a share of bad luck.

“I’m sorry sir… that one was just sold to the person in front of you… can we get you something else?”

Typical…

“sigh… one last coffee then… Black, just like everything else”

After receiving his coffee he turned around and was not all that surprised his table was taken. He walked back and grabbed his jacket, the people that stole his table did not even acknowledge him.


Ach… why would today be any different. He knows he is not well liked, he never fit in anywhere anyhow. The demons in his head made damn sure he didn’t forget that. Nor would they let him forget about his uselessness. He knew he didn’t have a place in this world… But he was here what else could he do?

Ever since he can remember he had been going through the motions…

  • Wake up.
  • Eat.
  • Go to school/work.
  • Get bullied.
  • Eat.
  • Go Home.
  • Get bullied.
  • Watch tv.
  • Eat.
  • Sleep.
  • Repeat.

Psychotherapist diagnoses him with depression and told him he would just have to learn to live with it. Even they admitted it probably would never go away.
He was not a fan of life and it took everything to get through the day.
But the nights… the nights were worse… the night is when the mind gets active and the demons run wild… As soon as he went to bed, after turning of the lights it started… The realization that he had no future, he didn’t belong, no one liked him. Realizations like that hit you hard… it was not uncommon for him to panic, hurdle up into a ball and shedding some tears.


Why was he born! Why him? Why was it so easy for the rest? He didn’t get it… He wanted to… He tried to understand. But he never did.

The only thing that kept him here was her… There had been plenty of “hers” but they all ended up Cheating on, Ghosting or just breaking up without a reason with him. In the time they were together they did help clear his mind and see the brighter things in life. Until they left and left him with a hole twice their size. But not her… she was different.

She was his dream girl. Literally… He met her in his dreams. For the last year or so she would show up in all his dreams in one form or another. Especially after a bad episode she would be there to console him letting him know it was all alright, that it would be fine. Right before he’d wake up she’d tell him “I’m waiting for you right here. All will be better when we are together” Always the same sentence… That sentence… it took him a while to notice… It seemed off. “I am waiting” instead off “I will be waiting” and the last part as well… it felt weird.


It got him thinking what if it wasn’t a dream? He wasn’t sure what it was… But maybe not a dream. He tried asking her what she meant and where she’d be waiting. She always remained a bit vague about things. From what she told him he thought she was in the afterlife, just the little nuances she put on things, the vague and misty surroundings it just seemed to fit. Not that he ever visited the afterlife… But if there was an afterlife that’s how he’d picture it.
He had fantasized about just ending it… finally be with her for real. He knew it was a silly thought… Killing yourself for a person in a dream..?

But after last night… He had the worst episode he ever had, it scared him. But then he dreamt… and there she was, as always. She calmed him down. It all seemed so vivid and real!
He did mention it once to his psychotherapist and was told that it was a form of escape, where the mind creates a world to hide in. It wasn’t real.

But why… why did it feel so real?


He took his coffee and went back to his work. He worked in a dull grey office as a programmer. In all the years he worked for this company he never made promotion… Not because he wasn’t good at his work… Hell… He was better and smarter than most people in the office… Whenever there was a promotion round he was just bullied down, stepped on and passed by others. The only good thing about the office was that it was on the top floor and had a spectacular view from the balcony and if you knew the combination to the door in the back you could sit on a ledge overlooking the city without being disturbed or seen by anyone.

He was the often ridiculed for it by his colleagues. Today was no different. One of the new guys that just got promoted came to his desk to gloat ‘accidentally’ knocking over his coffee spilling it over his pants before walking away in laughter.

Every day… day after day… He sighed, went to the bathroom to clean up. As often in situations like this he snuck out of the combination locked door and sat down with his feet over the edge, just to come to his senses.
The fresh air just helped.

“I’m waiting for you right here. All will be better when we are together”

It sounded clear as day in his ear… While contemplating his life he tought…

He thought “Fuck it…" as he let go

As he fell he felt the wind rush passed him. He closed his eyes and pictured her smiling at him.

He hit the ground, and all went black….


Drawing

Paper A5
Copic Liners
White Gel pen
Colored pencils

Process pictures

For once I do have a couple of process pictures. I do always try to make process pictures. But I tend to end up in a zone where I just draw and before I know it the drawing is finished.

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As always, please let me know what you think/feel

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"hey swiss cheese @dreemsteem#0695 here ya go:"

Hehehhehee reading now Lobito 😉

Slowest of pokes XP :P

Slow is good!!!!!!
It let's me savor it!!!! Lolololol

This is seriously so good wolvie

Thank you so much dreem! I tried :D

I'm not kidding. It's really really good.
I'm NOT kidding. GET WRITING

"There was once some steam that had a dream, now it may seem that steam plays in a team. But this steam could not redeem her dream so she replaced the a with an e to change the theme. creating dreemsteem"

There you go. writing done ;P

awful. LOL
soooooooooo not impressed hehehe

i'm honestly looking forward to more wolvie

Dreem always making me work :'( I'm but a simple man

does not believe this

if you were simple - then you couldn't produce your art or your stories.

cracks whip

That's one freaky self-portrait!

Loved the story except didn't love that HE is getting so abused! What happens with dream girl next?

~T (p.s. Ninja's are on vacation.... they'll be back to work later so .....)

Haha thanks Tam!
Yay no more Ninja's! :D I'll enjoy the rest for as long as I can ;P

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Love this @wolv ... the story and the drawing!! To leave us on the note that you left us on ...

He hit the ground, and all went black….

I can't wait to see what happens next!! So far its dark and gritty and thats the kind of stuff I really enjoy!! Keep up the good work!!!

Thank you mon! I try
YES! Dark an gritty is the best! Really love vibes like art noir and all that! Got to dig that vibe

Wow! Such an emotional and well-written story! And the drawing, there's a nice balance between the humanness with the hair and beard and the dead and broken skeleton. Really impressive!!

Thank you kindly master poet! It did take some time to finetune it all. But it finally got there!

Oh my gosh!!!!!!! This is incredible @wolv!!!!!
I'm loving this!!!!!!!
Need more!

Haha well then pay closer attention to gina! :P there is another tho B-)

Already read! No more slow!!!!

Need more and more and more!!!!

haha xD jeeeez I'll need a bit of time! :O

have you had enough yet?

nope, I am a slacker dreem!