Off the cliff

When you're sitting in a pile of your homemade misery

You put the problems in first place to escape reality

What happened to your promises and new found dignity

You've pushed the limits far beyond that old sense of loyalty

You're not a victim, save your miserable excuse

Did you have a backup plan, did you really think this through

You're not a victim and there is no tragedy

You push yourself off the cliff and blame the fall on gravity

It's a progress in reverse when you say you made it far

Then you slip into your old routines, you rip up the old scars