If you're here now, it's already too late. The future may yet hold promise. This is something I constantly hear. And yet, here I remain, in this abysmal pit. This utter blackness that engulfs you and prevents any light from reaching you. There is a diminishing effect from the medications. Still, I can't do it because of you. The consequences of my habit are not lost on me. No need to remind me of it. Record after record. After each song The cycle goes on and on without stopping or changing. Laugh out loud, right?
You take this to be a joke, right? I completely forgot that was due to my efforts. You thought that because of me!
