See what you are. What have you become? You tried to be free but now you remain a prisoner - imprisoned by the spiteful torments of your own thoughts. You know well that you can rise again but still you choose to drown yourself in the ashes of the fall. It's as if you've reached your world's edge, thinking all is lost when you never really lost anything but time. You relied on something you deemed authentic, that declared itself
whole, that in the end was just another snake in the paradise you thought was safe. How'd you let that happen? You don't know. Maybe you refuse to find out. Blame it on your own blindness, on your inability to see the inner disarray and puzzling incongruence. Quite a tragedy when your beliefs betray you and leave you to die, considering it all started from the premise that it won't. I guess that's what devastation is - when you're lost in the fog and nothing seems comprehensible. How did you fall this low?
So now you've become so pathetic that you consider setting yourself on a path of self-destruction. After all, why not just let your self burn away and revel in the chaos as you're slowly consumed? How tempting could that be, to go further than you ever dared to before. Pathetic. What for, and why? Crossroad - you've been here before. You've always taken the same way. You know can't just undo everything you've done to be what you currently are. You know that in the midst of all this, something keeps the pieces of you altogether, maintaining the totality of you. So you go on and heed that inner plea of preservation.
