“Some days are better than others,
Some souls constructed the same.
An infinitely complex puzzles,
A dark abyss that's calling out my name.

I wonder can you tell the difference,
Between the broken and the mad?
If you share part of your existence,
Will you feel purer in the end?

Is it the need, the lust that guides us?
This inexhaustible, eternal thirst.
It swallows all the light around us,
Creating tunnels where there should be shores.

Sometimes i fear its gooey substance,
Will drag me down into deep sleep.
It's easy to embrace the darkness,
Its harder to decline defeat”