We sink ourselves in the debauchery
Because in the dark, we can't see ourselves;
Because it feels so fucking good;
Because it makes us feel something.
Sobriety is a crushing reality designed to be escaped.
It's about the danger of being a runaway;
The beautiful, sexual pleasure of letting go,
Casting off,
Leaving behind.
For just those few rushing moments we fly.
It feels like flying when you fall.
There is always a floor,
But all good must be weighted,
And we accept the price.
It is good to leave all things behind for a time.