So this is it? This is how I eat And why I drink? Noone told me... Spoke those magic words To warn my innocence, "Take care, not all who Choose the path they take Will reach their destination" Is it worth it? Why persevere to Preserve my used up Body, to keep me on Call for such as he To buy, with this single Glass of Absynthe. No, there must be More than I see to Each long day and Even longer night. I did search for life, But now I just wait Until ~ it finds me. (c) ZYDHA HART 2005 |