Red Raindrops

Obsidian shadows dance 'cross the moonlight,
morbid clouds hide sky once blue,
the grass beneath our feet we tread,
now harsh and brown and broken too.

Strangled woods in blistering ashes,
from flames burned hot and bright,
No tears fall down his lonely face,
for he cries inside tonight.

There will be no tear stains on his pillow,
or fear lines on his face,
just deep inside he knows hes hurting,
his soul's bound by black lace.

Red raindrops spilling from his heart,
He's choking on his tears,
His breath is coming shorter now,
Its time to face his fears.

Standing in the rain alone,
bottle in his hand,
his mind has been made up now,
He'll never be a man...

The dark sky high above him now,
is just a reflection of his mind,
he tries to scream out loud once more,
but his voice he couldn't find.

He stands beside the river flowing,
Its waters twist and turn,
You never know what end they meet,
But one boy wants to learn.

He wants to float those waters down,
and join their bitter end,
his callused hands are shaking now,
the bottle his truest friend.

Turning foot and heading home,
he thinks it over once again,
He has to take his life away,
To be free and out of pain...

His blade, his pills and favourite bottle,
accompany him to his room,
Each one takes its turn on him,
and now his fear begins to loom...

He knows his death is getting close,
as the lights begin to fade,
Hes scared hes gone the wrong way now,
cant go back though, decisions made.

Who knows whats gunna happen now,
as he lays motionless, asleep,
his friends and family all around,
again they start to weep...