My pen stains the paper as would blood 'n my heart and soul

Contagious enough the thoughts of my pain inside

When the canvas is left empty, in my brain it leaves a hole

The thundering emotions I would never hide

The constant running of the deep liquid runs cold

As I realize I have no one else by my side

As it escapes the capsule there's no going back

As the words and scares show what I lack

These crazy thoughts resonate in my head

As I lie cold and lonely in my bed

These colors and feelings would never leave me whole

As I feel there's something missing from inside

The ink doesn't fade it ever stays bold

As so the blood still running down my knife