Draw me a bath,
Infinite in its fathoms
To drown me under
Til the blue becomes black
And nothing illuminates
It’s all still and cold.

Let time escape
Like air bubbles rising
Catching the surface
To pop with all my screaming
As peaceful tepid currents
Tumble through and wash.

Call upon me,
At the altar of your sorrows
And as your tears fall like raindrops
I’ll drink you within my tomb,
Until the day I can breach the surface
And be as you have begged for,
A gilded blade to puncture all that harms you,
It’s in my blood to obey.

So flood me like Atlantic,
Loudness fades to white static
Anything to get me to sleep…