This rage echos through your inner prison
The fire seeps through the cracks
And the walls turn crimson black

To escape life
Allow the vibrations to make your ears bleed
Let the beats drown reality away
The waves and lyrics will drift away, away, far away
From the pain

You may paint your heart away
Depict your sorrow on a canvas
But is that enough?
Will the shadows capture your tears?
Does the brush relieve you of the insults

Cold apathy
When you no longer care
The burden's become too much
So you let it fall
And walk away from the crashing chaos

You can sing away the days
Your voice won't be heard
Your words will go unnoticed
The melody of the broken thrown to the winds

The chains cold as blades
They wrap around the shards
To hold together what little isn't tainted

You can pray for an end,
But when you alone can't continue fighting
What is left?
Empty canvases
Silent days
Meaningless music

A life not worth living
That's what's left