This illustration depicts my fear of being sucked dry of any ounce of creativity, to be left rotting in the void to the point of being pathetic, it's useless. I've always had my share of shameful failures, some can be manageable but some will always stuck with me. I've witnessed people I love doomed to live in mediocrity, wasting precious time while having to live through their past shortcomings, a life that I am working hard for with all I've got just to avoid it. This mental state would visit me whenever I'm having a breakdown about where my life would lead me to in the worst case scenarios. Nevertheless, I try, try to wave it off as much as I possibly can.