In the darkness, in the silence Hear the sound of my misery Crimson scratched on tear-stained pages Replaying like a movie scene on repeat Words are empty and meaningless My past and present are written, Hidden within these ink-blotted pages My future lies in the pages yet to be written Foreign words seem to stare at me From the aged and discolored paper Rereading memories that are still held fresh Within these crimson-stained pages Each memory holds every emotion The pain multiplies by the second Overpowering the simple-minded Defeating the depressed Killing the content
My entire life, my memories Every thought and every emotion Are bound to these fingerprinted pages Paper cuts sting and tears are blinding Can you write in blood? Biting tongues to hold back harsh words The pages seem to scream with every scratch That seems to cut deeper and faster Until you�re writing with ink On crimson-stained pages Two liquids merge and become one My soul and my emotions become none Murdered by the memories of past lives gone Forever dying, forever falling Arise again like a dying phoenix Soar again like a falling angel All this, my hopes and dreams Of being reborn once more Shattered by the turn of a page Everything lies in the pages yet to be written But the future does not appear on these pages for These tear-stained pages are the death of me These crimson-stained pages are my suicide
