Water wet
And sweat is cold
You’ve a thirst for everything
That’s ever betrayed you,
It’s not healthy,
It’ll drive you away,
From society and your own individuality
Down corridors of desperate measures
Into the mirrors of a corroded mind,
You’ll grow mad,
Perhaps insane,
Without direction
You’ll wander lost
Roaming for something
To clutch and grab,
Something solid to hold on to,
You’ll begin dissertations with yourself
And come up with impossible answers
To the problems of someone else,
You’ll die, like us all, but you won’t even know you’re dead,
You will scale the walls and scratch away,
First the heart wilts, then the brain dissolves
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