As a destination oblivion
My soul retreats as does my ego
In a state of putrid delirium
I've tried hiding in the shadows
But I have low resilience
My world is a plague of lust
I have no strength to resist
Inside me is a failure of trust
And I wonder why I still exist
Years of pain, never ending
Tears of sorrow, burn and fall
Failings and fear ascending
My hope barely makes landfall
"I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I'm even pleased that I'm falling in just such a humiliating position, and for me I find it beautiful.”
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