Preface

Does it hurt? When you think of how I left it Is it Worse? When I came back to fix it I am Cursed? I would beg steal and borrow, not to feel all my tomorrows at this rate Should I change? Is it even worth the effort; In this state? Are the better days behind me? Will I fade away? And sink down into nothing; That's all I'll ever be anyways I know it feels like a waste of time It never felt like a waste of mine I grew dark and distant; hated my existence I swear to you that I did my best, Despite being a fuckin' mess I poured out my cup, and filled yours with the rest; I gave and gave now there's nothing left And now I patiently wait... For the floor to collapse and my vices to have their way