crimson is the shade of my tears
bleeding from my soul
his wounds were deep and scarring
the bruises he left the sick color of coal
and the screams were loud and piercing
enveloping the innocent love that surrounds
my pain was self inflicted
and chased whoever was around
i never wanted love
but it raped me of my will
he never wanted me
but i lusted for him still
and he gave in to my desires
let me love him with no concern
cherished my promiscous nature
and loved that i gave for nothing in return
he lied yet i believed it to be true
i cried but he looked away
he lashed out with bitter words
and i could do nothing but stay
yet he was never so kind
bored of my love, sick of my lust
wanting more of a passion
and needing someone to trust
he feared i would die of a broken heart
i had the same nightmare
slashing at old scars to reveal new truths
i was less of a promise and more of a dare
but as he sleeps in her arms
and i chase for one last fight
i want him to scream out my name
and die in my yearning tonight.