Beggars Can’t Be Choosers
September 26, 2016
They say beggars can’t be choosers, and sadly, I can’t debate,
For time and again, I’ve been in spots that I’ve come to hate— 459 more words
This unfathomable pang of uncertainty mires my brain. My whole being is paralyzed between a rock and a hard place.
My consciousness is the simulacrum of the classic Liar Paradox, that if one ventures in the depths of my being, the only image that will be presented is one large question mark amidst the abyssal darkness of my heart. 229 more words