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Yet another morning aching

Still reaching out for another

How long? Days, weeks, months?

Does it really matter?

Like the bird on the ground

Alive, unable to fly

Needing its fix

to reach dizzy heights again

In this temple of delusion

Helpless human becomes a god

Fearless and invincible

But only in his own mind

A clear mind turns to opaque

Sharp eyes to blurred lenses

Sense of feeling disappears

And mouth only cries for more

HEY!!

Hold tight for this ride to the other side

Only things left for me are the nights of pain

Let's go to the other side, straight to hell

No turning back, anymore, it's over!

Escape from this reality

when better one's waiting

A way to forget the pain

But only to feel it harder next day

Too long has it been

Everything comes to an end

Hence these lies shall be burnt

And this life will be over once and for all

Hold tight...