Written by my friend Charity and me
Crimson Red Death...

Regret
is a word I hold in my mind...

Darkness,
fills my heart again...

So much sadness
as I listen to the words my friends say...

Here I am
Spinning around in my head...

Every-time I look into your eyes
Its like theres something hidden...

Sadness
complete destitute...

Sadness overwhelms me
but you don't care...

I'm returning to my shell
all emotions held within...

These piercing tears are rolling down my cheek
Leaving these undeniable mocking wounds...

These scratches
Have become scars...

As the Knife slices the skin
I don't feel pain, I'm happy again...