Inside

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Faces in the void seek answers to unknown

questions. Souls married to vessels plagued with

existential crises. Dry mouths, bloodshot eyes. Waiting

for something, anything to happen. Lost in the need to be

different. Told from an early age that they were special, that

they had potential. Ran away when they heard words like hard

work and determination. Commence mental deterioration, add a

pinch of increasing expectations as days progress into the decades.

Progressively pacing towards a dead end. Aggressively frustrated

at others success, they want a piece of it. No, they want the entire

thing.  Delusional, by now it’s fused within their intellect. By now

they’ve lost the will to begin again. It’s too late for them. Blinded.

They think they want what everybody else has. They lost sight of

the only passenger that mattered more than anything. They

forgot about the soul inside, whispering answers to

the questions they have yet to think of.

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Photographer Unknown