You wanna know my fear?
My greatest fear is unpredictability.
i cant stand not knowing whats next.
I dont like guesswork.
This originated from my father.
(its funny how he keeps coming up among all the shenanigans in my art)
I remember my leg being pulled, my body flinging out of my bed.
No fortune teller could have predicted that.
Or the time i was forced to stay awake
all night long.
For years, his unpredictability haunted me.
Made me realize.
Made me rationalize.
Made me afraid of myself.
I pictured the man in the mirror....
gone.
I took the knife.
twiddled with it around.
And saw an asylum.
with my name.
etched in the corners.
My fear arose.
Bringing oblivion to my tears.
I see his face
brings my fears
to
life
once
again
liberate me.
from the worlds unpredictability