The Reason I'm Alive, Pt. 2

Days go by, I try my hardest Bark surrounds yesterdays harvest Food grows scarce, Have I gone too far? I ponder under these Bright stars My deep cuts are Bleeding dark blue Dripping out of my Solitude Will my brain rot All alone here? Have I already Disappeared? Tossing, turning In a bed of regret Should I have stayed in my pitiful sickness? Deep in the thick Of the impartial wood My spirit holds but my brain is different Miles away from any person Damp green leaves in all immersion I press on my blue is tranquil Solitude's not more than my will Damp with my blood And a smile on my face "That all you got?" Screamed to sky with my stone mace I'm eating well now That cat had no chance Fought it out well in our Perilous dance No second guessing Now that there's no try Finally I've found the reason I'm alive Told me I'm crazy And maybe they're right But now they're the ones wasting in that old life