Laying down to drown
In my own stupidity
Again I have found
The bottom end of eternity
And forever
Always Sounds like the
End of time
A place on the
Other end
That we’ll
Never find
As I look for
A cure
Something
To divide
& Leave behind
For the
Buzzards
To eat alive
Choking in
The dust
Of all I’ve
Burned
Is where
I thrive
Focused
In the rain
To bring
The sun
Once again
Just to
Snuff It out
To be saved
To once again sin
In a world
Of doubt
In the face
Of hope
I starve
For a drought
Matt Maxwell -12/14/01