i said,

excuse me,
but i'm not searching for a cure.
i'm only searching for the place
where i was once found.
and found something
to call home.
i heard that somewhere
there was a cure for you besides,
the broken bricks and snapped
tiger lily twigs
are much more appealing to me
in these,
the days without the sun.
and you expect a few kind words to
change my mind
but i've been drinking from
a dirty well
and you've been watching
me all along.
telling me,
go on, go right on.
and haven't you seen enough already?
and haven't you been alone for so long?
but i told you.
there was a cure for me inside.