As reality clenches tighter, I can feel my breath slipping. All I owe piles faster, surpassing any conception of height. –

The weight of life increases, In increments of exponential power. Time begins to reveal less & less, I feel I am standing still. –

Why must responsibility carry consequences, when man must carry a gun. Shooting blanks in the hunt for life, death will have its revenge. –

After I close my eyes, I can finally see. Without light, where would we be?