Escape

The highs become lows as the night begins to end

Searching for something to make the highs extend

You know it is wrong but the pull becomes too great

The urge too strong and now you will never have to wait

                     

A whirlpool of emotion swirling around in your empty mind

Love and happiness distant, an emotion you can no longer find

A lifeless bottle stands all alone, which you continue to fill

An empty promise to a friend, “no more swallowing the pill”

Tools that enable you to escape to a life you can only dream

Highs that won’t last, an explosion created, you begin to scream

Reality is that you always have to return to demon once more

A fight worth fighting, the nightmares rip you to your core

To carry on dancing with the demon not a crime but a sin

Taking that path of destruction surely no one will win

A poor decision is made, a moments high for a lifetime of low

Trying to escape like this is not the only way to go