The red paint is on the walls
Not the red of passion
The red of hate, of blood, of death
A stain on the floor of my life
Time can't erase this
Multiple feelings inside my head
Not knowing which one to deal with first
All of these feelings elapsing over me
Like the wave of the ocean
Only not the peaceful ones
The kind that crush your lungs
Do you not hear me scream?
Are you ears plugged with guilt?
Are you drowning me out?
Are you scared of what's to come?