totally getting the neon pig

there it is again
that fucked up feeling
that emptiness
that leaves you reeling
swaying in and out of reality
sailing on a mountainous wave
in an ocean of ice
be brave, be brave
for there have been those before you
who made the journey
who made a life
and though they wavered,
continued
continued

it was never going to be easy
you tell yourself
easy, easy enough to drop the fear
into the void
that chasm always so near
waiting, waiting
an end you so fear to face
loosing all that is dear
where is the grace in that place
hollowed pinnacle of the spine
lost to time
lost to time

dwindling
shrinking
into the background of vice
no dignity, nothing of the kind
so where is the sign
it's the pig that you are
that has brought you this far
into a time, to a neon line
you can follow in the darkness of your mind
a place to accept
to accept
to accept