Crimson red drips down my arm

I try to hold back a cry

Glass bottles shatter

I hide back in a corner

It wasn't my fault

That I was born with this

Those past memories

Following my every step

What is there to life for

If we're all going to the same place?

Is it wrong,

To dream of eternal sleep?

Then you came along that faithful night

And showed me to embrace those memories

You taught me to stay s...