Sector Seven - 962

A consequence, of no self-defense, of no thought control
An infinite sized hole that seemed too high to climb
So I tossed out options, advice you said you did not need
I thought you sought the likes of my kind until you fired back at me

Never mind my hell because as far as I can tell
There is none there to believe as long as it is here
Your options weighed, not just a bad day
You weighed your pros and cons
You've had time think of the repercussions

Now is not the time, you aren