Days go by, I try my hardest
Bark surrounds yesterdays harvest
Food grows scarce,
Have I gone too far?
I ponder under these
Bright stars
My deep cuts are
Bleeding dark blue
Dripping out of my
Solitude
Will my brain rot
All alone here?
Have I already
Disappeared?
Tossing, turning
In a bed of regret
Should I have stayed in my pitiful sickness?
Deep in the thick
Of the impartial wood
My spirit holds but my brain is different
Miles away from any person
Damp green leaves in all immersion
I press on my blue is tranquil
Solitude's not more than my will
Damp with my blood
And a smile on my face
"That all you got?"
Screamed to sky with my stone mace
I'm eating well now
That cat had no chance
Fought it out well in our
Perilous dance
No second guessing
Now that there's no try
Finally I've found the reason I'm alive
Told me I'm crazy
And maybe they're right
But now they're the ones wasting in that old life