Author S. K. Nicholas

Each word renounces the life we have chosen to leave behind. Every sentence that follows, an act of defiance in the face of those that wanted so much for us to become more for real. Surface beauty tempts, but surface is surface, nothing else. The comfort of what they sell is a difficult bitch to escape from; it’s the easy option, one that’s there and ready for the taking. And there are many, many takers. Flesh and social acceptance. The same smiles and the same poses regurgitated a thousand times over. There’s no love in the embraces you see, only shallow breathing and fear. They plead with their silent God to be left alone and to enjoy life without arousing suspicion. It’s all they’re capable of- standing in line, waiting for the fall. So many relationships as white flags- as an acknowledgement of failure. You could’ve done anything, and yet you chose to cling to the very thing that brings you down. Stop pouting, and start thinking. Quit wishing yourself into the arms of another, and begin a journey of self-discovery. These days; they remind me of so many others, but my mind is set, and that’s all that matters. Imagination. Madness. Visions of what I demand the future to be. If it doesn’t suit me, then I deny it- simple as that. If life holds no interest, then I write myself another. There’s no point to any of this, but if there were, it would be to go against the grain. To revel in being such an awkward bastard when to give in would be far simpler. There comes a time when you either become like the rest, or you stand up like a nail. Truth be told, the decision was made for me, but it’s taken so long to understand the reasons why. If I were given the chance to go back, maybe I’d cave in; maybe I’d surrender. But deep down, I know this is the path I was meant to take. Fate; who knows if such a thing exists. Maybe it’s a good excuse, but to keep going despite what you know- that’s the beauty of a free mind. Don’t get crushed by those who are weaker, and don’t get tempted by the easy way out. Admiration through diligence to the cause, not white teeth and the safety of pleasant monotony serenaded as if it were somehow profound.