Mental Walls

Text by Chiara

Images: Fred — “Mental Walls”, Polaroid; James — “Solitary Stroll From The Ambiguous Shadows”, black and white photograph

Racing thoughts,
I love to bond my head to the wall.
Icy feet, shaking hands,
I’m a fucking mess.
I try to love myself
- everyday is just another battle, another heartfelt
truth.
It’s no help,
one moment I’m loose
the other I’m shaking through
my mental walls.
My mind rides a horse
crazy, it leaves my body sore.
Maybe one day I’ll wake up
just to find around the corner
an unsteady heart
not ’cause of mental walls, but the trust in myself
realizing I’m a living work of art.

Fred — “Mental Walls”, Polaroid

James — “Solitary Stroll From The Ambiguous Shadows”, black and white photograph