I need comfort.
Thinking I was going to die...

You took my heart,
Over looked my flaws...

All talking at once.
telling me what to do...

Tonight is a night,
of crimson red...

It seems I'm missing a piece
of this puzzle...

Trust is something that I consider a,
lie...

Talking late into the night.
Spilling my thoughts...

A refuge it seems
has appeared in your sights...

This house...
is always...

Dad please listen to what i say
Did u alway used to be this way...

Not strong.
We are, not strong...

How his shoulders sag.
Pressed down...