The Tale of a Tale

             Let’s be honest, the word responsibilities itself sounds like a burden to many of us. I was recently pondering about this as I came across many incidents that occurred due to irresponsibility. Throughout my entire life, I was taught and brought up in a way that responsibility is prioritized over everything else, that it holds so much weight and battering consequences follow if we do not fulfill those responsibilities. It goes beyond love, emotions of any sort and so on. I might start to sound like a robot but think it this way, whatever that we do in life, we are accountable for our actions, be it in a position that we take up, or participating in important things that would affect us in a way that we can’t ever imagine. Most notable responsibilities are the ones where we have to get something done before a dateline, be it work or studies. Other responsibilities would include family related ones and so on.   ...

      Carnal lust, selfish desires, an uncontrollable, insatiable and animalistic nature prowls through men. The issue of rape is no stranger to the world ever since the beginning of time. I’d like to share my thoughts on this reoccurring action that is an offence, and should be an offence which should be highly regarded as something despicable and low leveled. I truly despise the act, and as a guy, I’m probably despising myself for having such a conscience at times which I’d truly hate myself for. The excuse of it being natural is overrated, but I can’t exactly justify myself as a guy for being that way, I mean it’s not like I can choose my gender obviously.           From here on out, it’s purely my expressions on the topic. I would consider it to be my dire efforts in knocking some sense into a guy’s brain. I would think that guys should have a better control over themselves. Many would say that it’s a girl’s ...

There's spark of hope in me that just doesn't want die off or give up. Why? Why can't I snuff it out? Why does the person inside of me hopes and wants to believe that the unthinkable and unbelievable will happen? Why do you torment me o' my persistent personality and for how long? Thy cometh and emerge from the wound of the soul which has forged thee to be within me, thy longing for a quiet and calm peace, that of which is not found. I can no longer bear thy weight, nor can i be apart from you. An unending stream of pain that palpitates throughout me, i can feel no more. You stand on high mountains, hoping, praying, wishing, dreaming for a miracle, that of which is not answered not heard, that of which you are eternally bound by because you seek to believe. Buried deep within myself, you agonize me, a cancer on the inside, a poison to my heart. When i choose not to, you decide that you want to. You control what i don't want to, and perfo...

        Loneliness, the bane of the soul, a force that threatens a person to wallow in despair and depression. There were times where I’ve felt this way, a feeling where you're not wanted in a group, a feeling where you're better off not being with a bunch of people and your presence will not make any difference, a feeling you feel when you see other people having people to be there for them and there's no one for you. It’s a frustrating echo that pulses throughout your being. It’s like shouting out at the top of your lungs in an empty room and nobody will hear you. Some people fear of the loneliness of dying alone, others of the loneliness of not being able to tell others of how they feel, and also physical loneliness which could affect a person mentally.           Each and every one of us has a threshold of being alone for a certain period. In some way its good, at other times, it may drive you to lose your sanit...