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Array ( [sid] => 135779 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Autopilot [time] => 2007-07-07 10:43:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Autopilot

He is breathing
But not alive
He is on autopilot

He’s finally snapped
They got to him
I don’t think he’ll come back

And that blank stare
Is all he has
With that plastic smile

He’s such a wreck
But they won’t know
Never have a clue

Autopilot Off

Scared and running
Never right
He’s never right

Not good enough
The pressure builds
It’s over taking

Feeling nauseous
He looks sick
Someone catch him

Blacking out
It’s all so dark
He’s not breathing

What’s that light
I feel so cold
I’m coming home

End Transmission

We need an ambulance
I think his heart stopped
And he’s not breathing

Stand clear
Shock his heart
We just lost him

Someone has to tell them
I can’t do it
They looked so scared

I’m sorry he didn’t make it
If there’s anything I can do
Please let me know

Aftermath

And today we gather
Here we send him off
Do not cry he is going home

One last look
Cold and pale
Close the casket

Over
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Autopilot

Contributed by brokenheartsbleed on Saturday, 7th July 2007 @ 10:43:33 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Autopilot

He is breathing
But not alive
He is on autopilot

He’s finally snapped
They got to him
I don’t think he’ll come back

And that blank stare
Is all he has
With that plastic smile

He’s such a wreck
But they won’t know
Never have a clue

Autopilot Off

Scared and running
Never right
He’s never right

Not good enough
The pressure builds
It’s over taking

Feeling nauseous
He looks sick
Someone catch him

Blacking out
It’s all so dark
He’s not breathing

What’s that light
I feel so cold
I’m coming home

End Transmission

We need an ambulance
I think his heart stopped
And he’s not breathing

Stand clear
Shock his heart
We just lost him

Someone has to tell them
I can’t do it
They looked so scared

I’m sorry he didn’t make it
If there’s anything I can do
Please let me know

Aftermath

And today we gather
Here we send him off
Do not cry he is going home

One last look
Cold and pale
Close the casket

Over

Copyright Â© brokenheartsbleed ... [ 2007-07-07 10:43:33]
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Re: Autopilot (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Monday, 9th July 2007 @ 06:29:40 AM AEST
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Interesting little write there, very intense and matter of fact. Death slapped me right in the face at the end. Good write. I like how you set it all up.
Peace,
Laura

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