Neck deep and sinking

Some say I should force a confrontation.
Some say I should cut all ties, complete erasure, all screens dark.
Some say I should get a pet, join a gym, find a whore, or start doing drugs.
Some say I should fuck my way through this little county.

Some offer hope.
Some offer pain.
Some offer companionship.
Some offer oblivion.

One says nothing at all...



That's the problem.







Maybe that's the solution...