The pendulum of human emotion is a battle we must handle.
The high of the moment worth the filth of the plunge because we will do anything to escape,
The monsters in our heads;
The demons of our thoughts.
The thrust of the needle into the vein releasing instant bliss is worth the spilt blood and unnoticed tears.
The isolation from god.
The plague of seeping black.
Until we are nothing, and our dreams are dead, like the million dreamt before us.
And then we are left with a choice;
Rise, or Fall.
And so we rise.
Only to fall again.