With tainted blood,
and tears dark as mudd,
with no one to hold me while I shiver,
I cry this crimson river.
With fear in my eyes,
I hold back muffled cries,
I'm dying within,
as the pain scorches my skin.
And with this knife I leave another mark,
as I sit here blinded in this dark,
closed is my heart not sewn,
as I sit here in the cold all alone.
It is myself i'll never find,
because im lost in my mind,
away from humanity,
... and gone from sanity. |
Submission Name: Lonliness of the heart
