How deep does the rabbit hole go?

And then nothingness

Cocooned in ravenous safety & responsibility

Death; of soul and of self

Behold the future

Empty nothingness

Hopeless survival

Mindless drivel, like the poem of a drunk


So then what, what could be?

All that is left is a choice

Will it be acceptance

Or will it be refusal

Will you be the one, or will you swallow the blue pill

Will you change the course of your destiny

By accepting your destiny

Will you turn your back on your calling

To slump back into anonymity

Will you choose to live

Or will you choose to die

Regardless of the consequences

The choice is always yours to make

Especially when it feels as though it isn’t.



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