First Chances Deserve A Second

Chips are down,
Depression hold,
Escape the prison,
The negatives have risen.
Startling sound,
Claws grasp for soul,
Pick off the weak link,
Bare the meat stink.
Personality drown,
Closer to reaching goal,
Drive the caring from the home,
And pit you all alone.
Darkness bound,
Sanity unfolds,
Before it's too late wicked confessed,
Truly not one's self a victim possessed.
Light that's lost can be found,
Slowly buying back the parts sold,
Recover and remember once depraved,
God thanked for second chances from another saved.
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