OWN WORST ENEMY

PC: Hedi Slimane

He couldn't remember when he first became angry. What started as an almost imperceptible stain quickly decayed and spread through him like rust, leaving a open chasm where his compassion used to be. He hated people, especially those who were entirely different from him. Sometimes he became so angry that he'd find the most horrifying thoughts shoot through his head like dragons in a cloud of smoke. And the rust continued to spread, eventually taking over his reason as well. He was caught in a closed circle. The more he hated others, the more he expected to be hated. The more he wanted to hurt those around him, the more he feared others wanted to hurt him. These irrational fears evoked the wind of an even deeper hatred which only further fed the fear in his heart. He needed to be saved from himself.