In the shadows of collective despair,
We stand, battered by life's relentless stare.
A haze of doubt clouds our weary minds,
As we confront the truth we've long resigned.
In the depths of solitude, we find solace,
Amidst the ruins of dreams we've let malice.
The weight of existence, a burden we bear,
As we grapple with the void of our despair.
Yet in the silence, a whisper stirs,
A faint glimmer of hope, a spark that recurs.
To face the abyss, to take the leap,
To confront the darkness, to no longer sleep.
The journey ahead is fraught with strife,
A battle against the demons of our life.
But in the darkness, we find our resolve,
To break free from the chains that bind and absolve.
With trembling hands and heavy hearts,
We steel ourselves for the arduous start.
For the path to redemption is paved with pain,
But the alternative is to remain slain.
So we take the plunge, we embrace the fall,
To confront our demons, to answer the call.
For in the depths of despair, we find our might,
To unfuck our lives, to emerge from the night.
BREAK,
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