Petals In The Grass

Make-Shift Grave

Make it fast
It's what I crave
Leave my body
In a make-shift grave

My intentional end
Do it today
I never really wanted
To be here anyway

Tired of living
Tired of life
Tired of conflict
Tired of strife

Involuntary pain
Voluntary dying
Involuntary nightmares
Voluntary crying

Chained to this sadness
I am a slave
Leave my body
In a make-shift grave