Cry, as only a child cries
Weep, as only the willows weep
Die, as only the dead can feel
There is a light that persists
There is a darkness
- it doesn't quit
The noose tightens, it weighs thick
Perhaps forever more, the glint
of grief
So I
fail, as only an adult can fail
Scream, let onto another scream
I am one, and I am me
My body is dead, and yet
I see.
I want too much, and that is the fault,
I want myself to be clear in thought,
I think badly of myself, late at night,
I hate what I've become
And I've become
what I want.
the empty bodies stand at rest