There comes a point in life, When we must make decisions. One, or the other. Which path is the right one? The hard path or the easy one. Is it the right one though? The relapsing path prevails. Which path is the right one? The small child inside fails. Does he know the right path? Innocence shatters the psyche. What will he choose? I think he knows. Knowledge comes with a cost. No longer abstained. Filled with guilt and shame? What will you choose? Pick. Pick. PICK. CHOOSE. Sick. Sick. Sick. The chains weigh heavy. An imprisoned man. Sickened to the core. The lights are fading, swiftly dimming. Who will come to save him? Time is running out. Not yet too late. All grown up. It's a tough world, kid. Gonna turn out like your father did. Is this the path you want? Is this the path you choose? The expensive defiling noose. It takes his breath away. He struggles to breath. The voices drowning him out. Is it worth the cost? Fleeting highs and pleasure. Crashing lows and weathered. The night is dark now. Turn around. Save yourself. Bring to an end. The axe that follows. A swift death. To the one who would inevitably destroy you. You. That version, only you see. In the deepest parts of your mind. The one you think we dont see. Leave that one behind. The fork in the road changes you. Left alone, with a decision or two.