•CLEVEL• By Facy Sedated 2022 4000x4000
As time passes, we create a place within ourselves where we bury all our dreams, all our memories and longings. A cemetery of dreams where our greatest desires go, a place where we bury the person that one day we dream of being, a dark and cold place where it is almost impossible to feel heat, where there is hardly any air, we suffocate day by day the child who one day we went, but there is always a small sensation, a small light that manages to enter that hidden place that shows us that that dark well that we create to protect ourselves from reality and its slights is not our home, that we cannot stay there forever . It is easier to stay there but there is something that constantly pushes us to leave, small signs that make us feel that we are more than the pain we have experienced, signs that show us that our hyper sensitivity is our greatest power, not our weakness.