Use any means to turn away from the hard facts, but true escape will only come in surrendering to the pain. This is the only means to pave the path to letting go

i) Turn it to max; let the beats beat out the facts
Live vicariously; let imagination and wonder have their way
Down the liver; let it distract the flow of this river
Breathe the smoke in excess; let it haze out the existence of this abyss


ii) Hold that flag up high; let it be a reminder that escape is nigh


iii) Let it go, let it go, let it go;
It won’t be easy - so take it slow, take it slow, take it slow.

The End

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