This is my ruin, my world today.

The chaos I live in runs free across the plain.

It scorches the heart and sears the mind.

Like an unshaded sun, it leaves me blind.

Like a snowstorm outside your car

It cuts like a knife without leaving a scar.

It leaves my mind unraveled.

Like a lonely road that begs for travel

Where am I going? I'm sure I don't know.

But the end is the same where ever we go.