The beautiful thing about art is that it mirrors the soul. A reflection of one's true identity. A voice for those unspoken words that one wishes so dearly to convey. A double-edged sword that brings triumph in several 'artistic' victories and sometimes piercing one's heart and killing it softly. A constant battle where sacrifices need to be made in order for progress to come through. A journey not for the ill-willed, but rather for a warrior. Art.