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Open your eyes.

It's all dark.
You try to breathe, but you feel stuck; insistently you succeed in your intent, and feel the air expand in the lungs it is a wonderful feeling.

Yet, you still can not see.

You stretch your arms and began to advance slowly: there must be a way to escape.

You stagger and you do not know how to move, so you feel lost.

The blind eyes fill with tears and your breathing becomes labored.

You begin to think of being trapped, and in fact it is so.

Deep down you know you'll never get out of it, and the awareness of what is beginning to emerge on the surface.

Driven by the instinct of survival do not you give up, continue undaunted your quest for freedom and your efforts are rewarded: at some point in your hands touch a smooth surface, and immediately set out in search of a handle.

There is not.

You're in front of a wall, is a dead end.

And suddenly you realize: never let you down, ride on you like a black crow that awaits your defeat.

So does depression: locked you up between four walls and does not let you quit.

Wait silent that you surrender and it triumph again on human frailty.

Watercolor on rough paper
40x50 cm

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ORIGINAL WORKS ON SALE: klarem.bigcartel.com/

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Description

Open your eyes.

It's all dark.
You try to breathe, but you feel stuck; insistently you succeed in your intent, and feel the air expand in the lungs it is a wonderful feeling.

Yet, you still can not see.

You stretch your arms and began to advance slowly: there must be a way to escape.

You stagger and you do not know how to move, so you feel lost.

The blind eyes fill with tears and your breathing becomes labored.

You begin to think of being trapped, and in fact it is so.

Deep down you know you'll never get out of it, and the awareness of what is beginning to emerge on the surface.

Driven by the instinct of survival do not you give up, continue undaunted your quest for freedom and your efforts are rewarded: at some point in your hands touch a smooth surface, and immediately set out in search of a handle.

There is not.

You're in front of a wall, is a dead end.

And suddenly you realize: never let you down, ride on you like a black crow that awaits your defeat.

So does depression: locked you up between four walls and does not let you quit.

Wait silent that you surrender and it triumph again on human frailty.

Watercolor on rough paper
40x50 cm

facebook page: www.facebook.com/pages/Klarem-…

ORIGINAL WORKS ON SALE: klarem.bigcartel.com/

other works: