i don't know i forgot

our first decision is made before we know better

then we live with the consequence forever

 again and again 

through the fire and the ice 

the pleasure and the pain

through our living ritual of change

my knowledge expands

from a decision before i knew better

through trial and error

i withered and i grew, over and over

and in the middle, i still strive to rest my feet

 over and over, again and again

it is where i know better

this is where i know memory

it is not just to remember

for my better or worse 

there it reminds me to forget

that heat of my fire, the cold of my ice

it reminds me every night

there is somewhere in my middle

i must remember 

peace and f*****g harmony lies for me

Author's Note