This piece represents the moment before transformation
a structure built on silence, finally beginning to crack.
Each fracture isn’t a sign of weakness; it’s the proof of resistance.
The pressure, the scars, the weight  all lead to this single point of awakening.

The hollow center isn’t emptiness.
It’s the first breath after being buried.
It’s the space where the old self breaks,
and the new one begins to rise.

On black, the contrast deepens
darkness becomes the canvas for light to emerge.
This is not destruction.
This is awakening.

“From the fractures, something stirs not destruction, but rebirth.”