I walk down a path of red steps
my own blood leads the way,
I can run but I choose to crawl
I need to feel lower
closer to whats lost.

people who stare at me
like mirror images on a wall,
whispers that sound furious
screams that calm you down.

I am death in chains,
I live to hurt, to induce pain.
your tears match my anger
me soul crashes with despair,
lonely is the path I walk
full of bodies and doves.

When you look at me I tremble,
not for fear, or injustice
not for charity nor remorse,
but because I know I'll hurt you
my breath, my look, my very own shadow
will hunt you until we are consumed.

we become one, you and I
when you chose to leave me,
when you left me alone
you and I are lost,
together we are better
in the worse possible form.