Sinking
Sinking....
Down into a deep black pit
in my mind.
Only one way out,
that is to sacrifice something.
Which is more important?
My life goals or my soul?
To chose: my life or my life?
Others fall with me.
Others watch, oblivious,
unaffected, as we fall
down...
Not hearing our souls cry
out in pain...
in torment...
We fall
farther
and farther...
I cannot get out.
I cannot make the choice.
I want everything.
Why must I die
to gain my freedom?
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