What was the point of trying to be strong?
Was bound to fail all along
So grasp at my fears, the venom
Insecurties, I'll face them
And drink until the thoughts fade
It is my downfall and aid.
Forget it all and move on
Till the night becomes dawn
Awake and remembers mistakes made
Was the poison not an aid?
Try my best to keep calm
But fail and put back on the balm
This vipers tonic is my only friend
Though I know it will be my end
On goes the armor, pray it doesn't fail
But it does, and back to the ale
Not, unfamiliar the trail has been blazed
Hope I can make it through this path un-fazed
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