The silence is deafening,
Beating through my mind.
I scream,
But there are none that can hear me.
I wait,
Till I can rip myself from this broken world.
I can feel my soul leaving,
My body slowly becoming lighter.
I look upon the ground,
A beautiful deep red.
The last color I will ever see,
Red, my color.
Beating through my mind.
I scream,
But there are none that can hear me.
I wait,
Till I can rip myself from this broken world.
I can feel my soul leaving,
My body slowly becoming lighter.
I look upon the ground,
A beautiful deep red.
The last color I will ever see,
Red, my color.
