All these greens are bleeding together,
lending me false promise of forever...
full of yesterday and long ago memories
I wish to forget simply toss in the sea,
but I'm emerged beneath the deep
and pain chooses anything but sleep.
This hurt I'd prefer would not return,
If tables didn't round and bridges burn.
Ashes and smoke come back around
Through folds in time, silent sound.
If someday would finally just go away...
If life I could live only for this day,
but I'm that fool, that fool who loves...
I'll inflict wounds you've never thought of,
and when you see me pity you'll find
for the poor cold heart you left behind.