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)