I’m running but not far nor fast enough. I’m hitting corner after corner, slipping through alleys and hopping fences. I’m refusing to acknowledge the beast that’s been following me. I have nowhere to run and hide. Scared to face it because I’m afraid of what it’ll show me. Terrified to learn the truths that I’m not ready to address. Not today. But this beast doesn’t tire of me and after years of running, I guess it’s time to surrender. My chest hurts, my body is tight and there’s a sharp pinch in the back of my head. It’s finally time to face my problems.
The inspiration…
Face your problems no matter how bad and ugly they are.
I wanted to portray our problems as this “beast” that constantly haunts us because for me that’s what it feels like. It’s large, grotesque and follows me everywhere I go. The more I ignore it, the more it grows…and becomes even more pissed off. It doesn’t care about my good days, my job or spending time in solitude bathing in the sun. This thing meets me in the morning with a cup of coffee and tucks me in for bed. Your issues will not rest unless you address them. When you do, the beast becomes less intimidating, its towering size becomes smaller and eventually walks away. Peace.
Peace,
Alex B