Destructive Vices

An empty life

Filling it up with destructive vices

I cannot fight this

Try as I might

The adrenaline spilling over the top

…and it must be stopped

Someway, somehow

Though for now I do not know

Just going with the ebb and flow

Carried away by the raging river of emotions

The shadowy cloak of mystery

Unraveling piece by piece

Until there is nothing left for me to see

Nothing left for me to be

There oblivion awaits me

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