Poetry

Resistance Is Futile, Neo

I feel alone in this world as if the collective is insane and I’m the only one who merely thinks he is. Perhaps I should stop taking red pills. Then again, blue was never my color, except when I feel alone. Or is blue the reason I stay in Wonderland? Am I alone because I'm… Continue reading Resistance Is Futile, Neo

Poetry

In(to)sanity

I just need to get through today. I just need to get through today. I just need to get through today. I just need to get through today. I just need to get through today. I just need to get through today. I just need to get through today. I just need to get through… Continue reading In(to)sanity