Summer Meltdown

I'm not asking for another summer meltdown Winter's already been crawling up and down my back I'm dumping sorrow on the local graveyard I'm cutting off the closest lads Where I stand I may rest in in peace and quiet 20 meters down lies my head Last summer I had this strange epiphany I was born in the crib where you used to sleep And just yesterday I caught you tracing my sleeve Fingers placing on my knees That's why I'm not asking for another summer meltdown Spring has already cost me my last dying breath I'm taking honor to the backyard I'm digging up my rotten head Today was the night and tonight marked the day Wallowing in misery, supposed to be in an elevated state (taunting the misery, wallowing with grace) My fading silhouette is what's causing the dismay Down by the river bank is where my remains are off to sail I'm not asking for another summer meltdown Even fiendish autumn left me stained People might say: "ignore triggering emotions" Shockingly the godforsaken mission failed Seasons will pass although seasons won't offer change Inherently it's my perspective that I couldn't reshape