Walking the hall

I walk this hall of stone and darkness.
I walk this hall alone.
I walk this hall with crimson blood running down my shoulder.
I bleed because of this world where the world doesn't need me.
I leave a crimson red trail.
My heart heavy with troubles and problems.
Hear my crys in this dark lonely night.
Where I shiver and feel my blood running down my arm.
Follow my crimson trail.
Save me before its to late.
You are my light when all other lights go out.