My demons are bigger than me. on Flickr.
The demon lives within me. Slowly growing, incapacitating my conscience. I try holding it back, knowing not that a part of me wants to nurture it, wants to unleash it. And yet, my conscious self holds it in, restraining every innate urge to let go – to not hold it back. But I do. I let it play with me. Manipulate me, unknowingly so. My fears grow stronger – like powerful dark tentacles that would wrap themselves around me and pull me in an endless demonic abyss. And then one day, when I look within, I understand what has happened, slowly, so gradually and yet painfully.
My fears seem real. Truer than any truth I have ever known.
I fear my demons are bigger than me.
This photograph, to me, has come closest to depicting one of my most real fears. It is challenging to produce the visual manifestation of a fear that is so personal, abstract and thus, hard to explain through a visual medium in the first place. Its something I’m still learning - using the art of photography as a strong medium of personal expression.
For a first attempt, this has been thoroughly enriching and exhilarating at the same time.
This image is NOT photoshopped, or digitally manipulated.