Soastasphrenas

i can't fight it, it always finds me, no matter how far i roam. i know i always bounce back, but how low does this deep dive go? rebirth only works when you learn from the past lives and let them guide you home. downward spiral, each new high isn't what it was before. clear trajectory, straight into the void. trapped like a rat, my mind inside this pile of weak bones. torturing myself tends to get old. sometimes i lose my sight, gain hope and feel alright, but it always comes back, it never fully leaves me alone. 

with passion, i lead with what makes me bleed. with pleasure, i let my heart beat. and with pain, i sit with my comfort, even if it hurts. it only gets worse, it only gets worse, it only gets worse.