You've turned your back on the only way out. Again and again have you fled from your condemning afflictions.
Sooner than later I return to the darkness; it's taken my vitality. And even though I need light I descend; there must be something more to this. And though I sleep at night there is no escape from this encumbrance. I will tear my name from the very fabric of this world; I will not be known. So that I may feel the sun's warmth again. Shed every tear and break every neck that hasn't been broken. One day I will truly be alone and I will feel real under the sky. Not just another drone; not just another pawn in a vast game. And if I can never find the purity of solidarity I will distort reality.
You don't have the strength or what it takes. You are not who you think you are. I dwell deep inside you like a parasitic demon.
I fall to my knees and beg for mercy. Perhaps prayer will release me from the confines of this disease. May my sorrow be redeemed and may I be allowed to breathe in air. For only tar has filled my lungs since I was birthed; the dirt, just breathe it in. All it takes is one moment to set back all the progress you have made. But I made no mistake and writhe for it in depraved suspension. I can only see one true escape to break these veins and let them drain but that will do only one thing. Sleep through the silence and the void that is my life. To breach these walls of humanity I must decide my place.
I am all knowing. I know you better than you ever knew yourself. This time you won't survive. You turn to me only at times when you must hide. I will always be here, and I have always been near, and i have always denied hope of reconciliation.
At last I find a shimmer in this pit of never ending depths. I move up closer to it, I place my hands upon the breach; the warmth then envelops me. I feel the difference in my stride as I move on through the end. My heart has now been lifted from this infection and I can now be free.
You cannot do this to me. You are not free of me yet. I am ingrained within your being. You cannot do this.
Oh, the beauty of this world. I have never felt so alive. This truth never dies: i will not soon forget. The gift of life so perfect and divine. I graciously accept my place, humble amongst the stars; that they too will fade. The darkness will never really dissipate. How will I approach my fate?