I've been walking this peculiar path of repetition
For many years now
Permeated out of the enslaving brilliance of malice
I begin the journey I traveled tasteless number of times before
I fall into the same pitch black darkness again and again
I drown in my own inflicted gray area over and over again
Second by second, minute by minute
Day and day, night by night
Week to week, month to month
Life as life, death as death