IS THERE SOMETHING VVR0Ng?

Vent type thing.I was going to write a poem that goes along with this, but I'll just stick with a short description.
Ah..
fuck it here it goes--

Hollow eyes..
Everything fries under it's gaze..
It melts and burns..
Rattle and turns..
Is there anything to affix it's haunting lures?
No.
No.
No.
Is there something wrong..
indeed something is gone..
They look up to those
to those threw their thorny rose.
They try and try
only to be driven off.
Sitting in the corner of your mind
Set fire fire to those that are kind..
your mood changes..
Everything clangs..
Headaches headaches..
Your brain is prattling
it's swollen
eyes have been rattling
look up look down
there is no sound
You look up in a mirror
A stitched on smile appeared
and a great leer spread
throughout your swollen head...
Is there something wrong?






Art (c)