Recon
happily ever aftermath
These are the words of a dead man. Try your best to convince me that all this isnât a joke. We pretend to be free and alive but we are all in the yoke. Under illusion that what we do means something, eventually all is leveled to nothing. Blind me. This place is a terror to my eyes. Abandon me to my fate. For me itâs far too late. Reluctant to believe that thereâs a future reserved for me. No plan for tomorrow, no exit strategy. What attempts to rise will fall, and now Iâm waiting for the goddamned end of it all. Blind me. This place is a terror to my eyes. Abandon me to my fate. For me itâs far too late. Iâve got to believe Iâm on the verge of something. Itâs the only thing that keeps me going.