Blame Game

Defined by this situation I designed, I never thought I would be the maker of my own demise. I won't be. But can I blame the societal framework for the overwhelming guesswork that amounts to my pursuit of happiness? Of course not. So where does the fault lie? Won't condemn myself for cowardice. Can't criticize… Continue reading Blame Game

To Ask For More

Fall asleep in a bed of cliche, dream of star-crossed lovers and underdogs. It's not so ordinary until you've seen this all before. You're left asking for more, craving something fresh and new and that too will resemble something from a time or two. The unprecedented figments soon fade into history and we will be… Continue reading To Ask For More

The Firearm and the Fog

Trigger happy as I stare at the stars, blasting holes in the clouds and drawing pictures with gunpowder. So far the smoke from my fingertips leaves only more smog for the slaughter. The constellations came some time after, perfectly hidden behind the firearm and the fog. It's written in the sky, I would bring about… Continue reading The Firearm and the Fog