Sunday, November 2, 2008

cinders

It's cold out tonight,
The fire has gone out inside,
So I light up another smoke,
to warm myself as i stare out,
the view empty something I'm familiar with,

Spinning in place,
I hate how you've got me turned out,
In my darkest place,
I hate how you've made me feel,
I wear myself on my sleeve for you,
Give me a sign so I can let you go,

Reality poses a question not an answer,
You've possessed me, haunting me now,
In dreams I can't escape you,
You're consuming me with every hour,
Pass me by, just go away, leave me now,

Spinning in place,
I hate how you've got me turned out,
In my darkest place,
I hate how you've got me questioning the truth,
I've worn myself on my sleeve,
Let me let you go,

I take another drag,
the fire close to my finger tips,
Maybe this will kill me,
And finally I'll have some peace,
Maybe it will kill me before you do,

Spinning in place,
I hate how you've got me turned out,
In my darkest place,
I hate how you've got me turning on myself,
I've worn myself on my sleeve for too long,
It's time I let it go,

Go home, don't come back,
I'll still be here desolate without you,
The view won't change,
The sun never rises,
My smokes are my only light,

Spinning in place,
I hate how you've got me turned out,
In my darkest place,
I hate how you've got me slipping, tripping,
I've worn myself on my sleeve for you,
The pace to fast, I'm going down,

I take my last drag,
put out that fire not mine,
Sorrow with me silently,
Cinders, all that is left of my fire,
Ashes, all that is left of me,

Spinning in place,
I hate how you've got me turned out,
I can't wear myself out anymore,
I've burnt out,
I can't wear myself out anymore,
I've burnt out,

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