after we spoke i had a dream that i broke. the teeth from a mouth of a snake then i choked on the teeth, they were mine all along. i picked up the pieces when i woke, put them in a boat made of things that i don't want to see. i blew on the sail, watched it drift out to sea. the further it drifted the closer it came to me, i can't explain. so i took it apart in a billion boxes, there was only one key. you might think i'm your enemy, but that don't make you mine. and all i have now is empathy, i wish that you'd stop trying. oh, please stop lying. i put hatred in the box then i locked it, the strongest one i made. i buried it all, grew a tree without thorns and sat beneath it's shade.
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