Bathroom Fans Installed

This heart full of wounds self-imposed
are tired of talk time without answers
my mind
stopped in time my heart is for stopping
say help is on the way
say that life has its destination
I fall to see the light at the end
maybe just a train that goes arroya
me and not out of this
winding road I'm getting tired of so many words
I'm full of bad injuries
supporting old and new claims

uncontrolled nightmares I'm getting old memories that fill my eyes
long relaxation
hopefully quick, easy my cremation.