The fire within—destructive yet inescapable.
Scotty exhales flames from his mouth and eyes, only to French inhale the fire back in, caught in an endless cycle of self-inflicted suffering. The burning embers symbolize the searing pain of past wounds, while the act of breathing them in again reflects the haunting nature of self-sabotage—knowing the damage yet unable to break free.
Embers of Exhaled Woe is a visceral portrayal of internal struggle, a reminder of how pain, when left unchecked, can become an addiction of its own. It speaks to those who have felt trapped in their own destructive patterns, yet still search for the strength to rise from the ashes.
At Surreal Elysium, we confront the darkness head-on, transforming raw emotion into art. This design stands as a testament to the battle for self-acceptance, the fight to let go, and the resilience to rewrite one’s story.
Wear this piece as a symbol of your strength—the determination to break free and forge a new path.
🔹 Premium heavyweight cotton with a vintage wash.
🔹 Oversized fit for effortless streetwear appeal.
🔹 Exclusive to Surreal Elysium – Wear your story.
Embers Of Exhaled Woe Poem
In shadows deep, where anguish flows,
Lies the specter no one knows.
A skull adorned with eyes of flame,
Exhales regret, consuming shame.
Embers born of wretched breath,
Ignite the night, a dance with death.
With every flame, a truth untold,
In twisted smoke, despair unfolds.
A blaze that rages from within,
Burns bright the scars of every sin.
Consumed within, the fire grows,
As self-inflicted sorrow shows.
The mirror shows a haunting guise,
A ghostly mask with fiery eyes.
From depths of pain, where echoes grow,
Rise the embers of exhaled woe.
The fire within—destructive yet inescapable.
Scotty exhales flames from his mouth and eyes, only to French inhale the fire back in, caught in an endless cycle of self-inflicted suffering. The burning embers symbolize the searing pain of past wounds, while the act of breathing them in again reflects the haunting nature of self-sabotage—knowing the damage yet unable to break free.
Embers of Exhaled Woe is a visceral portrayal of internal struggle, a reminder of how pain, when left unchecked, can become an addiction of its own. It speaks to those who have felt trapped in their own destructive patterns, yet still search for the strength to rise from the ashes.
At Surreal Elysium, we confront the darkness head-on, transforming raw emotion into art. This design stands as a testament to the battle for self-acceptance, the fight to let go, and the resilience to rewrite one’s story.
Wear this piece as a symbol of your strength—the determination to break free and forge a new path.
🔹 Premium heavyweight cotton with a vintage wash.
🔹 Oversized fit for effortless streetwear appeal.
🔹 Exclusive to Surreal Elysium – Wear your story.
Embers Of Exhaled Woe Poem
In shadows deep, where anguish flows,
Lies the specter no one knows.
A skull adorned with eyes of flame,
Exhales regret, consuming shame.
Embers born of wretched breath,
Ignite the night, a dance with death.
With every flame, a truth untold,
In twisted smoke, despair unfolds.
A blaze that rages from within,
Burns bright the scars of every sin.
Consumed within, the fire grows,
As self-inflicted sorrow shows.
The mirror shows a haunting guise,
A ghostly mask with fiery eyes.
From depths of pain, where echoes grow,
Rise the embers of exhaled woe.
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