In Ruin

I'll wade out and wait out, and sink to the lake bed.
Because I'm down to drown and drown it out.
The feelings of desperation.
Let the liquid explore my lungs, fill up and expand the chest.
This is my only time to rest.

It's all so poetic, yet we're all leaving.
So why are we grieving?

Invite me to stay,
This is the only road that seems worth taking.
I've never felt this shade of grey.

I'll taste the breeze in passing,
And force my way to the rocks.
The stones are my canvas,

I hear her calling me home.
I hear her calling,
Take me away,
Because I'm just that kind of swine.
Invite me.