The cousin to Nothing to Lose, Warrior shows the side of increased strength. When the battle has shaped the fallen soldier to the warrior he needs to become. Warrior is a message of hope to not just over come, but to conquer.
Nothing to Lose
The cousin to Warrior, Nothing to Lose is another message of hope. It is a message that even when all else has failed, when everything feels abandoned. You still have a that sliver of hope to hold onto, To cleave to. To dedicate everything to. Because after all, what else do you stand to lose?
Have you ever been broken beyond belief? Shattered so far and so deep that you could never be put back together? That is what it means to truly be Broken. He cries but not with his eyes. He wants help but believes he is too gone for help. Too broken to be put back together.
The ocean is comparable to the soul. Where does it truly end, where does it begin? The blue in his eyes show you the absolute vastness and infinite ways he can change. All his potential may seem like freedom, but he is truly trapped in the pain. Burdened by the endless, repetitive motions of life. Never changing, but always moving.
It may be the first, but it may be the last. The need to hide the raw pain, but it over powers you. Enough to let out a tear. You need to run and cry, but you have nowhere to go. You wipe it away, you try to hide it, but the damage is still there. It hurts, it all hurts. It feels endless, all the pain put into one tear. A Single Tear.
When high is gone. When the trip is over, but not because you finished it. Not because you accomplish it. But because you fell down. You're hurt, you're ashamed, you feel like you can't go on and that this torment is endless. That is the pure story of Addiction. It is not a perfect tale, nor rather a pretty tale. It is a difficult, retched, self-destructing story that offers no hope, but steals it nonetheless. It's the endless hole that shows no mercy, and releases no prisoner. You can't even look into his eyes and confront him. He hides and preys on the weak, but somehow there is still hope. He is Addiction.
August is a good man. He's bold, handsome, and successful. He's got it all, but he's flesh and bone. It's sunshine on the outside, but a raging storm inside his head. Every day is a fight, but he's just gotten really good at covering up his pain. He's done it all his life. He looks in the mirror and hates himself. He wants to show himself the same mercy and love he shows others but can't. He's smiling on the outside, holding back tears; he speaks with joy, but it comes from a brokenhearted man. Those blue eyes just draw you in. Whether you want to or not, look into his eyes and they'll talk back to you.