"exhaust fumes"

Kinda darkish, but. Just one of those moods. *HUGs*
"exhaust fumes"
close your eyes and rest your head
because the past is gone
because the past is dead
and all you knew cannot be changed
because your chance is gone
because you've dug your grave
want to repeat to yourself
the blistered prayers of a child
rote repetition
a fervent wishing
[exhaustion fumes
fan the flames
live the nights
and haunt the days]
that god or someone would save you
but you'll never change who you are
you'll never outgrow your sickness
and i can't talk to people who aren't there.
close my eyes for me and rest my head
[i'm tired so tired please..
my love, my long lost love..
someone make some sense
someone remember to breathe for me]
because the peace is gone
because the peace is dead
and all i know haunts me yet
because i can't let go
because i can't forget
scars across the skin of someone
looking in the mirror--guess that's me
[it's hard to tell these days
the stories of a thousand escapes
but never those who've been caught, at
darkest darker than your darkest thought]
want something to calm the noise
but i've long since learned
not to raise my voice
cuz there might be a god or someone who'd save me
--and i want no one to save me from who i am
take away the miracle cures
basking in this decay, when everything's only a wish away..
[i could be something better..
i could be someone better...
i could have done it better..
i could be someone better...
sing it to yourself some afternoon
you don't know guilt til you know this tune]
rote repetition,
a fervent wishing,
close my eyes and rest your head.
we're better off asleep,
dreams to haunt us instead.
[just exhaust fumes of a pained mind]