Before 你 read this, note that this is not in anyway encouraging the abuse of illegal, 或者 even legal substances. This is simply stating that it will take 你 down a dark road - one that once 你 start, 你 can't go back. You'll be falling through quicksand, without arms, and no one's going to pull 你 out.

I am lost.
An impossible path I'd sought.
But only treachery it brought.
And pre-decided fights I had fought -
All of which I, unfortunately, lost.

Loved, I am, and also feared.
Silence blares, it rings out clear.
Yet, we stay together, huddled near.
The silence is still all I can hear.

Lies persist - roots untraceable like a weed.
你 dig your nails into your skin, and now 你 bleed.
My warnings mean nothing, but yet my words proceed.
Hear my lectures, but 你 still don't take heed.
The tension boils, and rises up inside of me.

I follow this path, knowing I can no longer turn back.
There's no light at the end - just pitch black.
You'll want to slow down, but it's out of hand.
And what once was an option is now a demand.

So, walk on, walk forward.
So, walk on, walk towards it.
The pain becomes horrid.
Your future's now warped 由 it.
`Cause it's never just once.