The Acid Flowers

I'll write my letters,
In vain hopes for you
To shut your eyelids
I hope that my dreams will come true
The thoughts in my brain sting
It's hard to talk about things
The courtyard is full
He's standing over there in the sheep's wool

Back of the class
You're still smiling
Yet you're so sad

And the TV says "missing person"
Because I am gone
The carpets are all damp
It's been this way for so long
What time is the right time?
Spiders of guilt climb my back
All the flowers have eyes
And what they see is what I lack

Grass on my legs
Silence blaring out of my eyes
She tells me that she told nothing but lies
Staring down
At the roots that all surround my feet
As the dirt fills up my grave
I see them watching over me

The streetlight shines through
Seeing what I could have been
The cruel december cold
Pushes through and freezes my mouth
I hear the wind blow
The voice and message ring in my ear
The burning in my stomach
The fires of hell grow so severe

Take me home
Is this what the universe had in mind?

And the TV says "missing person"
Because I am gone
The carpets are all damp
It's been this way for so long
What time is the right time?
Spiders of guilt climb my back
All the flowers have eyes
And what they see is what I lack

I hear your voice
I can see your disillusioned face
I run my fingers through the ashes
Of what I can't replace
Out on the field
Tell me something good, turn on the lights
Everything was going oh so well
But then the sun burned it all overnight
Driving to the park
Leaving you in her silent eyes
And on rainy days
The rivers fill with the cloud's caring cries
Throw the flowers
On my casket, buried deep
They will watch me more than before
Even in death, my eternal sleep
And when the time has come
I will be here waiting for you
But the days turn to months
It won't come, something I'm afraid I knew
I've grown tired
Of all your burdens filling up my being
Launch me deep into the space where I'll be,
Where you won't be seeing any more of me