Beyond All Reason

Sometimes things just happen. People come and people leave. The people most dear to us and the people least to our liking. The good things seem to just fade and the storms come thundering in, where is the hope? Nothing comes from nothing. Strange how something can indeed come from nothing. Being outspoken and politics can drive good men out when sometimes the truth is said. Blinded, the higher beings grow stronger.

Shining through the darkness, emerges a sence of hope, a light at the end of the tunnel. Yet it turns out to be a fire deep within the cave, luring the people further in. Who can save, who can? First struggles and suffocation. Burning and scalding follow. Yet the shorts seem to grow ever shorter.