Traggic

Down down down on my way to Hell

Awake from the dead vault in which I dwell

These emotions inside sit unwell

Can you tell?

Unleash me from this lonely Hell

To a world of bad with a glimmer of good

But I’m good so let me out

I’m paradoxing with a rebellious rebel mentality

Let my rebellion intrude not vicariously

Steal my shine

I can’t shine if I feel like an orphan

Neglected I’m a corroding arson

How dare you

You tell me God took 7 days and all he made was you

I dream in the heaven from the doom for which I dwell

Then woke up the next morning to realize I’m truly in Hell

 

Filo Hannibal

Lets begin with the title. When I first seen this view from my eyes what caught my attention was the barbed wire, I instantly thought of Hannibal the serial killer. Filo is wire in  Italian. Back to the photo. Their is two layers to this photo that compliment each other, the left and right side. The left side of the photo shows a barbed wire gate with a home behind it. The right side shows the rest of that block, the houses, cars and street lights. The attention grabber would probably be the  gleaming street light that seems to light up everything in this photo amber, that is the compliment I was talking about. Urban photography is so dope.

Free Mind

Think of these pictures of a trapped mind, from the inside and outside. A cloud of imagination stuck and trapped in a small place. Break loose and see what the world will do to you.