Moms garden
Keeps growing
The trees look like wildflowers
I'm not coming home
A cyclical overdose
A brief skin crawl
A fevered sleep, a cold sweat
Brother, you look so sick
I'm not here forever
But I'm here right now
So tell me what I can do
How can I make you proud
A circling death-wish drought
You pray for a dream
A pressure just strong enough to keep you
From coming clean