Walking along the coal road
The cracks leak with her regrets
She's helplessly made.
As the flowers that once shined,
Grows dull;
Wilting dull in the night.
Dead in her eyes,
All miseries awake to haunt.
Silence surrounds;
His raised back hand screams to her;
The ever gloomy gray sky;
The deep, horrid crimson.
All elusive horrors run through
The captured, restricted mind
Laying out the path she will take.
Breathing all heavenly air;
Taking over every piece of innocence.
Cross-minded confusion and insecurities
Erupt and all is lost.
When was happiness alive?
Taking control,
She bears the evil.
Defeating all,
Bringing strength to fear
She is free.
