Sometimes words need to be spoken when you feel that the world is upon your shoulders, crushing. pulling you down as you try to struggle among the masses. You shout out:
“STOP!” “Let me be!” “Let me survive!”
Yet how can you as hands tear you apart, pulling at your seams in order to spill all that you have collected within your own existence. For once you have bottled complete happiness, mixing it with regard and caution, only to have those greedy hands take – take – TAKE!
Oh Life… Why can’t you be sweet and easy…instead, why must we fight to gain all that we desire, need and want? If you wish – Life, to be such a hellish unforgiving dystopia, then so be it…I will fight…
ISPACHI for The Arcade coming June 1st ❤