Tragedy is a familiar theme,
Even if only in your eyes.
You might vacillate your options,
But genetic memory is steering the wheel.
In a semi lucid motion you find the way down
With open arms, you let it in.
Over the edge you climb.
Instant regret replaces hope
For alleviation, a moment now lost.
Devoured by hysteric gravity
Pulled down, into erroneous bliss
With open arms, you let it in.
Over the edge you climb
With open eyes that cannot see
Into the end you dive
Devoured by this notion of gravity
Pulled down, down