Cyanide Peace...

Mercy's a dream that I hold out for.
No matter the price, it has to be real.  
Cyanide peace in my creepy wonderland.  
is this the end?  
I wish it were so.  
  
The problem's persistent.  
The journey seems endless.  
I'm tired of this bullshit and acting like I'm fine.  
The barrel pressed against the temple of my head.  
Click after click.  
Just waiting for the bang.  
   
Don't be angry.  
Please smile.  
I thought I was strong.  
But the pressure's too much.  
Muzzle flash brightens the darkness.  
Followed by a loud thud.  
Blood begins to flow as smooth like poetry.  
   
Far out in the horizon, no matter where I go.  
The fires and screaming, yet the dead sleep.  
The planes fly above.  
Blood, metal and oil rain.  
The solace we all crave.  
Even if solace means our death.  
   
You smile because happiness?  
You smile because delusions!  
It's easy to be fooled.  
So easy to accept lies.  
The horrors we tend to avoid.  
The horrors find us anyway.  
I bury my head in sand and pray I'll disappear.  
   
Mercy's a dream that I hold out for.  
No matter the price, it has to be real.  
Cyanide peace in my creepy wonderland.  
is this the end?  
I wish it were so...