Lost in a storm
of terror and hurt
it hurts to be born
in a world of no worth
held in chains
lost in thoughts
my heart it rains
as it rots
tears of pain
hearts of black
lost my brains
when i thought back
cries of want
lies of death
don't wanna be blunt
but i need some meds
dead flowers
on my windowsill
black paint showers
and always will
