No way back

No truth.

Lies dripping

From the wrinkly forehead,

Mixing with bloody sweat.

Too much fighting;

Too much energy spent

On useless battles with self.

Nostalgic pain

Sweeps me with familiar notes

And guitar riffs.

My metal shoulders are cracking

Like thin plastic;

The road back is blocked.

Ahead – only darkness

That I have to embrace.

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