at the very depths, that is were the the true form of the soul lies. but journeying into the dark depths of our soul has a possibility of us being unable to find our way out. how do we find our way out then? and when we do find it, what then? are we changed? does every visit become easier? are we able to do it alone?
random thoughts inspired by a fellow deviant artist. I'm not sure if i'm relating or empathizing, because I don't know the person well enough to assume such things. all i know is, that dark hole has been traveled, how deep i know not, but to come out of it, and peer over it on the edges has made me just a little bit stronger
unfortunately, going back is not an option...its a choice. maybe its true, stars burn brightest in the darkest of night.