woeful euphoria

please someone, tell me
why would one run
ever non-preservationally onward
towards an emotional wreck?
is it the heartless thrashing that absorbs?
the carnage without remorse?

i see it time and time again
the signs are all there, warning
yeild....stop....no....don't....
yet ever onward they toss their senses
out that proverbial door

is it a morbid obtusity that drives?
a "let me see how much pain i can endure" mentality?
this time?
that person?
today?

i am in perpetual awe
the emotionally ignorant lemmings
running ever and over that cliff to their bliss
for you can't tell me they don't love it....
for some, it's the only affection expected
in a life full to the brim of excessive crum