Is this something real
Or am I setting myself up
For the greatest fall
Of my life
I've always believed
That nothing good
Can last
Nothing right
Is meant for me
Like I'm always
Waiting
For the other shoe
To drop
There is a darkness
Inside of me
Always waiting
Always pulling
Begging for me to
Allow myself to fall
Back into oblivion
And sometimes the fight
Gets so tedious
So hard to turn away
That I hide myself
Away from all of it
From everyone
So that I don't find myself
Tripping back
Into madness...
So please understand
When I disappear
It's not because of you
Any of you
It's because I fear
The license I'll allow
Myself
In a moment
Of weakness
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