The Choice - Abomination

Your antidote for sickness

Is the source of my cure

In a different form of course

With more pleasure

I am sure

They help me deal with the pain

To enhance the pleasure of this life I lead

An addiction or a crutch they are not

And them I do not need

But I desire them, I confess

In a strange sort of way

With no remorse, I may add

But worry not you need not pay

I’ll influence your decision not

Merely show you both sides

Of the invisible line

Where pain and pleasure collide

You need not tell me of their worthlessness

They’ve not hurt me I believe

More harmful to some than others

So if you are some reprieve

And though it, it sounds so easy

Distinguish between the two to You may not, may not know till it’s too late

The choice is, the choice is up to you

You see I have painfully learned

To infringe my beliefs on no one

I have seen first hand

The damage they have done

I’ve witnessed for myself

The hands which they have dealt

The blankness in ones eyes

As their brains begin to melt

And as they plead for your assistance

In their moments of confusion

You stand helpless but say

This is only an illusion

The choice is, the choice is up to you

The choice is, the choice is up to you

The choice is, the choice is up to you

The choice which you may lose