Sitting, waiting, crying in the dark, but not...
Crimson red blood flowing from deep cuts only just...

A slow drop of crimson blood silently fell,
Her tender broken life would never become a dwell...

I look around and see the faces,
The faces of pain and great disgraces...

Sat in a room with all four wall caving in,
Looking around at all the scary things I've seen...

I was laying on the stone floor cold and weak,
Your attention I was slowing praying to seek...

A long winding road,
Which way to turn...

Invisible barriers strongly surrounding me,
Piercing pain that no one can yet see...

You took my life away that day,
You told me that you were here to stay...

Photographs sprawn all over the floor,
Crimson blood smeared all over my door...

Looking down a cylinder tunnel all I see is dark,
With contorted distant shadows lurking deep...

I sit here mesmerized,
By these four blank solid walls...

I am lost in this insecure world
I am lost on my own...