For how long will I stay dead
The first time was lucid
The third time was candid
From my remorse did I fed

The light has forsaken me
The night has slept with me as it deem
The second time was picture perfect
The fourth time was without any effect

Today's toxin was grey, like the colour of my hair
The last poison was blue, like an old country fair
The fifth was far better, without any impair
The sixth I tell you, will take my very air.
© Karma