You go down the path you swore you'd never take.
A momentary lapse in judgement.
You ask yourself, "Why?"
But you can only answer, "Because I was lost in the moment."
You lose control. When you swore you never, ever would.
You become the very thing you fight.
You don't know what to do now. Because you didn't know what you were doing then. Because there's nothing you can do now.
It eats at you. It haunts you. It makes you question everything.
"Why did I let myself do that?"
"Why did I let that happen?"
"How could I have let myself go?"
"I did it before. Why couldn't I do it again? In fact, why didn't I?"
"It was stupid. How could I have been so stupid?"
"Why, why, WHY?"
But the ultimate question is, "What now?"
But you don't know. And you don't think you ever will.
You break down inside.
Can you turn back? Or have you reached the point of no return?
When you fail yourself. When you let yourself down.
And you swore it'll be the last thing you ever do.
