Surreal Self

a self portrait of sorts

Heart Calloused. Soul Free.

A heart shaped callous, occupies the darkest depths of my soul.

Shell of a Self

You will continue to struggle until you decide to be satisfied with life. The world is a beautiful place but at times we can manage to drain all color, all happiness out of ourselves til we are left with merely a shriveled up versions of what used to be, what potentially still lives. But nothing is forever, especially pain and sorrow, weakness is a tool to discover the strength to come (unseen and forgotten), and the only way we can find happiness; to be filled with unfiltered color and life, is to pull ourselves up and believe that there is always an alternative to what we see. Believe. Because you are who you want to be.
Not a predetermined void.