You live in a room full of darkness. The room inside your head. It’s lonely
The darkness wraps around you – you can’t wash it off with soap… You are never clean enough
It has you screaming but no sound coming out
You crawl in the corner to hide… but even walls seem to be against you
“Just hang in there” – they will say not seeing that you’re falling to pieces
The anxiety that never stops… It will make you go mad trying to remove that itch… Your skin is your enemy
It will run thorns through your spine – everything hurts but it’s only you
By Victoria Krundysheva – Award winning conceptual and art photographer whose work focuses on fine-art. Through fiction-based pictures with a light touch of fashion, she is calling attention to major social and individual issues.