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if only we could go back to the beginning
and pick another path to get lost on
in a state of emergency
from which there is no recovery
the bottle seems to be the only relief
but she's a thief and a cheat
never will she give as much
as she will take away

so the search for another option continues
self indulgence, possible remedy?
or another enemy!
soon enough everything important shatters
and the fragments of this crude reality
will mirror all that life should be

take these two coins
thank you ferryman
take me with you
to beyond the end
my time is gone
never to return
now row this boat
so that I may burn

one more vice
to try and conquer this depression
maybe this demon can be vanquished
by yet another addiction
a tattered moral tapestry
will indeed be all that will remain
after so many of these disgraceful activities

this is bigger than it may seem
it's a system of suffering
a schematic too intricate
for these common eyes to ever interpret
set in motion, it moves swiftly
bringing an end to what should be
is it too late for therapy?

take these two coins
thank you ferryman
take me with you
to beyond the end
my time is gone
never to return
now row this boat
so that I may burn

how did it ever get this bad?
there's no-one to blame...

every method taken
to combat this emptiness fails

live, animated
but merely a reflection
elated delusions
blind to this
falsified projection
this fantasy

there is indeed
one path left
no spiraling roads
no twisted fork
all one way from here
the end is surely near now...

the end is surely near now...

through the eyes of submission - clarity
a massive emotional pause
as to finally see clearly
to enter worlds not dared
to ever be spoken of
a therapeutic dive
into nether-reality

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