Faces Within Faces

Faces within faces—fragmented, yet never truly connected.
Each figure projects a self, a mask of survival,
while silence swallows the spaces between them.
The world speaks, society surrounds,
but no one dares to touch the hidden wound inside.

Every gaze carries its own pain,
every line etched with loneliness,
every shadow a question unanswered.

This is the paradox of our time:
voices without listening, presence without empathy.
A digital mirror reflects the surface,
yet cannot pierce the soul beneath.

In the end, man stands alone—
isolation carved into geometry,
a cry frozen in abstraction,
astonishment without comfort,
existence without love.