When 'goodnight' loses all that it is good,
revel in old memories so misunderstood,
Cryptic language to hide true meaning,
Apathy arrives and happiness is receding,
only alive when death arrives in shroud,
only dead when alive and talking aloud,
only cold when warm breath surround me,
only warm when cold hands have found me,
forget what you have already forgotten now,
relive what you haven't lived somehow,
repeat mistakes that haven't even been made,
sharpen ideas and knives that haven't begun to fade,
so easily i hide amongst air in open spaces,
easily i stand out amongst you in crowded places,
for emotions and birds fly out my open window,
energy and love consumed by my black widow,
turning webs into forced smiles and laughter,
providing false assurance for my master,
so let me ask you one question that i know the answer,
Will you let yourself be consumed by my own cancer?