Slave.

We graduate, find a job and work for someone who is chasing their dreams. Why the hell are we dreaming of a job? Why can’t we a life instead? Don’t lecture me about young entrepreneurs and how they employ people and pay taxes but tell me this, why are the roads ALWAYS so terrible? Everything…

This darkness

I rubbed my finger against the wall and it turned black like my shadow, dense and opaque. Whatever I touched, wherever I went, obscured; all the light absorbed. Nothing emitted, nothing gets out. There are no roads, neither a path, not one direction yet I walk. The world bled red but why it did was…

Free

You want what you want and you will do what you can. Why? It’s a free society. Freedom is a fundamental right; do you even realise how you’re using it? You have every right to go fuck yourself but why do you have to do it to others? The government isn’t doing much, you say?…

Wandering thoughts.

We see things happen that often make us laugh, like someone we know getting into trouble; “Oh he stepped on a banana peel and fell” Or “He stepped on shit” It’s not always stepping on something, falling, hurting ourselves, falling sick, sometimes even death is a laughed at. Why do we do that? Why do…

Warped dream.

The skies are yellow The moon is pink I screamed out “hello” The stars just winked All their raised mouths Could hardly raise my brows I see this world Through holes in the walls. I run to places unknown, Wandering into destinations, unseen; These holes of my portals, Warp into dimensions. But the walls are…