And so I stared at the empty pane knowing my reflection should be there. Instead what stared back with teeth bare was not me... not as i accepted myself, but something buried deep within. It looked at me and my features as if it were alive inside the glass. "You know you want to let me out." He's right, everyday is a struggle knowing the beast inside tears at the walls of it's prison, some people break and it floods out into the world, some find peace with the beast inside and find a balance. What will I become if i unshackle my soul?

Another piece I've been holding onto for quite a while, i knew i wanted what i wrote with it to be kinda deep and meaningful as the piece was conceived while I myself was having quite a bit of internal conflict in my life, both mentally and emotionally. It reminds me of something I feel like i heard a long time ago. "Everyone has a beast inside it's only a matter of time before it breaks out of it's cage. So make peace with it while you can."

Art @ Brindle
Astra is mine.