And there I was
In a place in which I couldn\'t escape
I bellowed my pain, a screech loud enough Everest would shake
The clouds would part and at that, I\'d still see no light
No way through the pain except the way I found in my early days of sorrow
The scarlet that trickled down my skin by the sharp edges
Not for pain, not for pleasure
A deep abyss I fell into, and I couldn\'t get out
I swallow my pride in shame as I walk to the edge
There is nothing left
But scarlet