Do not toy with fire. Unless you know that you are learning. Because the only true way forwards. Is when your world is burning. He tries to make another break for it, darting to one side. In a blink, the monster adjusts. He skids to a halt and moves back in the other direction. I have enough of an angle of vision to see him grin. Confidence? I fucking DARE YOU! Have you figured it out? His voice was strained.

Why do we continue to run despite knowing the futility? For the illusion of change, of hope when there are no heroes left. We want our innocence back. We want our loves, our lives, our dreams and our successes back. We are forever failing in the face of what could be. It was on another such failing day that I learned I should have remembered those old problems of mine. Please, tell me what it is.