Unknown Known

A stray spark illuminates the dark.
Helping pave the way so I don't wander astray.
Two paths,
two choices.
I need to pick one,
there's no way to avoid this.
But those are lies,
I soon realize.
My eyes are closed,
I'm not awake.
Nothings really at stake.
But I'm stuck.

FUCK

Help me!
I CAN'T GET FREE

But this is my own trap.
Something I myself had made.
So why am I afraid?
Because I know.
This is the place,
in which I throw,
Every fear, mistake, and failure.
All the pain that I couldn't endure
I suppressed it and prayed.
Hoping here it would forever stay.
And it has. It's never gone away

It slowly built up,
bigger and bigger.
Until the door snapped out of the picture.
I held the gun,
I pulled the trigger.
KABOOM!
Kablow.
Ow.
That hurt.
I just hope it was worth.
Alright,
I sent myself here.
What is it you want me to hear?

Suddenly

Silence

Suspense

Then..

Sirens

Boy,
that was close.
Crooked O's and half assed rings.
I cough as my contracting lungs sting.
So much smoke,
from just one toke.
I've had enough,
why can't I stop inhaling this stuff?
I'm getting paranoid.
Exactly what I was tryna avoid.
But it comes with the package,
can't expect not to when carrying this much baggage.

I can't deal with this.
I'm tryna escape.
Stop showing me the same landscape.
I've already been here before,
How 'bout giving me a different tour.
Why do I even bother?
It's always the same.
I don't know why I keep expecting change

It's so strange.
This used to be wacky and fun.
Now I can't wait until the high is done.
But I keep on coming back for more.
Even when I know what's in store
I'm looking for answers when I don't even have a question.
When will I ever learn my lesson..

Shit
I'm in my head again.
Dude, you need to stop overthinking.
Look -
It's been,
what,
10 minutes?
Hurry up and finish those last hits
Ughhh, I'll just sit here for a bit.
Na.
It's cold.
My bed is way more comfortable.

I'm finally in my room.
I close the lights,
and lie on my bed in gloom.
There's something I need to get off my chest.
But I can't figure out what.
I just wanna get some rest.
Not worry about this damn rut.

That's when it hits.
I start melting,
into the sheets.

No

Through them.
It feels amazing.
I'm scared,
what's happening?
Was the weed laced?
I can hear my heart race.
And my blood pumping.
And something.
Something else,
ringing?

I can't see.
It's dark.
Out in the distance,
a spark.
I run towards it.
I don't wanna be alone,
not in this place of unknown.
But I know where I am,
I've been here once.

Wait..

I've been here for months.

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