Angels hair and babys breath

I want to tell you all my thoughts
to let you see what drives me
what makes me who I am
I want to make you understand
but I know that if you could ever really understand
you would have to be hurt
I can't ask you to bear my pain
and even if you ask for it I would not give it
I have my pain
I can deal with that
I want to be able to take your pain also though
so that you might be able to fly
and tell me story's about what you saw
there in the sky

Do you want to know what I see
when I close my eyes?
I see them
I see snippets of a night mare
I see snippets of my life
I want to scream every time I close my eyes
but I know that I can't do that
I would scare you away

I see it all too, when I look into the dark
shadows
dark stands of trees
their there
the nightmares
the flashes of memory
dark on dark

I see it all in the corner of my eye
so I try not to look sideways
follow them into a memory
so that they might remind me
of why god hates me