Everyone has demons. Everyone has a skeleton that has been buried into the backyard of their mind. From their greatest fears to their darkest moments in life, every thought falls into the eternal abyss that plays on like a bad dream with no end.
Time to time moments resurface like an elevator constantly opening its doors on the 13th floor of an abandoned hotel.
The memories echo back as if it’s a song that is never ending.
The only time you see these internal scars is looking yourself in the mirror... when the freak comes out to play.
No one else knows... No one can see the moments.
You see what they cannot.
Enter the carnival of your mind.
WELCOME TO THE FREAKSHOW.