The sky turns dark and gray....
The blood flows freely from my wrist...
The tears flow wild and my anger becomes stronger....
I learn to hold back my words, but fear races inside me...
Going insane and dreaming of all the horror and hurt...
As the sun raises I still the darkness outside and all around me...
The blood behind it all is deep and mean....
Falling down this cleft is nothing new for I've been here before...
Keeping my mind off this heap of blood is hard...
The fire that burns is long and hot....
Running from the growing hunger of pain and madness....
The blood behind it all is thick and stickily...
