Dilemma 

Dilemma 

Pain.  That was all she could feel.  The throb of her head, the ache of her fingers, the creeping shiver slithering up her spine— she could not calm the racing beat…
Disturbia.

Disturbia.

A perfect utopia. A euphoric embrace of time where you could simply follow the path set out for you, or endlessly repeat the cycle of nightmares that may continuously deem…
THE RIPTIDE.

THE RIPTIDE.

Red liquid spilt onto the wooden floor, caressing the cracking splinters as sloshes of red seeped into his worn-out socks.Pathetic. Useless. That was all he could see himself as.Donovan Choo……
Pages of Chaos

Pages of Chaos

Despite the jacket, it’s cold. Sitting in front of the ground-level windows, legs crossed and arms folded, they try to vanish into the cracks of the dry cement wall that…