When you close your eyes At the moment’s peak Do you hear life’s lies Whenever you try to speak That demise you held on That guilt you deny but prolong You try to get out But this weir will only make you drown
You try to shout But nobody listen The darkness subdues You’re numb but not frozen
You let it in The agony that you breathe You mold it all in Yearning for that rapture Is that all you desire? For that temporary bliss?
Not realizing you've fallen deep *Into the unending abyss
Don't let it consume you. You are better than this. Addiction has its decisions. Choose, For better or for worse? (Inspired by true events of my friends that passed on and the film Donnie Darko)