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.