Medicine

The irony of the first line

Is that it is delivered

In a song that gets stuck

In my head.

The best line that you

Have ever written,

And it was written

Once we were dead.

I always wanted feelings

To spill out of you

Like a rainbow

Projects from a cloud,

But, instead, they spilled

Like a sickness,

That leaves a stain

On the ground,

The thing that I know

About feelings like that

Is that they may leave

2 different marks,

But their origin place,

The distance between

Love and hate

Is not that far,