I hate that state of mine When I do something important when I need to be concentrated And then- suddenly- occures a thought. It's only an echo in my subconscious but I know; I know there's no way out Makes itself comfortable in mind Or rather My mind captures it in a sticky web The more it struggles The more tacky thread binds it no way out Must surrender and drift out to sea of imagination.
I love this drawing it's very dark and creepy... i like the whole idea of being trapped, and the more you struggle the more you get tangled, very surreal.