Could I chain your heart to my resolve. Living with the knowledge that your action is a reaction to my inaction. It creates a quandary of the mind as we seek a middle and an end to what seems a never ending circle. Could I break your golden crown and tie you to a will. The will of the moment, a desire to have. I ponder many a thought in between breathes. They weigh equally on the scale of morality, but certainly they still all belong to humanity. For at night I am human. As are we all.