WITHIN

Beneath the surface of waters you do not dare disturb, what truly lies within? Unsaid inner workings? Suppressed emotions? Fantasies, dreams, dark ideas we wouldn’t dare share with those standing next to us? 

‘Within’ contorts. It surges. Writhing like the blood beneath your skin. One way or another, it will force itself upon us. 

“I might make you uncomfortable 
But you can’t live without me. 
Release me or I will escape,
Turn me inside out,
Until my scream becomes a smile."
Until you see me. 
Until you acknowledge what lies within.”