Oh, father. I've done it again. What did I do to deserve this? My legs are trembling. I'm upright, but I'm barely breathing. I'm calling out to a figure of hope, 'cause I simply have no choice.
Feeling the constant need, for that one remedy to put my mind at ease, to be in a constant state of dreaming, not fearing. I made a promise to you.
I'm falling apart at the seams. So fragile, it seems.
I made a promise to you, that I would come home soon.
And now I can see the pain in your eyes. I truly know where I belong.
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