The capacity to drown
To bleed out and to flee
To feel pain and to see
through yourself in the mirror, to cut your own body and see that nude flesh
A feeling of danger, a fresh
new wound and a festering cancer
A woven network of writhing nerve
which never rest and constantly turn
your eyes to look behind you, to see if you're hunted and yet you are blinded
The bone marrow which you drink until drunk, and then you drown and never return
To grow old and frail and slip to the grave oh I'm scared,
Please get me off this ride
I don't want to live, but I'm too scared to die