My Chosen Path

I'm on a path to self-destruction,
I skip on curb and grate,
I'm keen to destroy my everything,
I eagerly embrace my fate.
I'm ambivalent to any assistance,
I scorn such feeble things,
I'm longing for the inky blackness,
And the final peace that brings.

I was getting up to get another drink when the "I'm on a path to self-destruction" bit came to me (now, THAT'S a worry). When I sat down I wrote the rest. I don't feel that way, but being on a path to self-destruction seemed headed in that direction.