Red

With a heavy feeling in my chest, I drove the knife into my breast Blood spillt down and pooled all around I try not to let out a cry as tears form in my eyes My skin stains red like the colour of my bed The bed I used to love, my eyes becoming as white as a dove I'm on the floor, unable to take anymore My heart is impaled for all the times I've been jailed My sins still cannot be forgiven, no matter what is driven My head hits the wood and I know I'm gone for good My hearing goes and then the sense in my nose My lust for life has died and now so will I My empty heart now has a hole By the end, I am left without a soul