ive been poisoning myself
first i drank life
cut from the same cord as my brothers
i learned to understand we kill trees
but they can live forever
even after i awoke
i thought
life is a deadly potion, a binary motion
(life is one and death is zero)
i believed that there were heroes
and that i could be a hero
but now i drink the poison
i’m addicted
to live and to die
i drink the laughter
i drink the music
i’ve been consumed by nature
and how else could i be
let slip the dogs of war!
cerebus waits for me.
the trees!
oh! i cry sometimes
(and sometimes in a fit of rage)
my fists bleeding of course
i tried to make my mark
but the bark is coarse and i am human
now it’s time to mention antidote.
there is none.
listen:
they can love forever
and i can only dream
