Blood spills, trailing sorrow in its wake,
Filling a darkened inner lake.
Twisted trees grown from the soil of lies,
A twisted soul screams and cries.
Easily hurt, easily battered,
The heart within in constantly shattered.
Flowers grown with anger and hate,
Choked by weeds of a devil's fate.
Tear filled eyes the never see,
Trapped and chained, they long to be free.
Trust no one, not even friends,
They'll only cause your dreadful end.