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Zenith: Negative Retrospection
It's the tail end of my tenure here...
and here you are,
not holding on as strongly to some twisted ideal of hope as you once were.
What do you feel?
Where's the hope and endless promise you once felt?
Your channel was in shambles,
you were two months off from having your ass ripped wide open
and you were having the time of your goddamn life.
Where's that hope now?
Did it vanish when she cheated on you?
Did it vanish once she became paranoid?
Did your total zenith that day burn you out?
You're only remembering the good days,
don't you remember the searing pain?
The utter despair?
You wanna tear your ass to shreds again to relive some glory days
that tore your life apart.
The Summer of 2014 was pain.
And here you are, still picking up those shambles