It can be seen as many things
an attempt to control personal destiny
an ongoing argument with the voices
a flirting with the dark wall waiting at the end
to be flung headfirst into
jarring, unprepared, shocking
or......
merely a misguided vanity
a sorrowful screaming of denial
against the path I feel anchored to
There is more...
I know it...
I've felt it....
Perhaps that is what stops the final lengthwise cut
To grasp that sliver of truth before diving down that dark vortex of the unknown