Doesn't matter anymore

Its green. There have been numerous incidents when it has been greener. But it doesn't matter anymore. The water in the cup has dried. There are four little lines waiting to be inhaled. There is a knife and a son. There are fountains waiting to shower. There is a sense of desparation waiting to be exhaled. There is one big rock and there are three black suits. There is impossibility in a box. There is a funeral on a rope. There is a lot but theres not much hope.