Black fog surrounds her mind.
She tries too flee from the polluting atmosphere
but constantly does it re devour her.
Doomed too suffocate from her own breathe.
Locked in a room created by her own hands.
She paints with her blood as black as there deceits.
She cowers in fear of the rooms dark symphony.
It seems to rain for her face never dry.
Trapped with every little thing that has ever scared her at night
Nothing too keep her company but the memories of past
With every rainfall it seems too flood fast?
An ocean of water that turns to red blood.
With each passing day it starts too arise
and in the end it had taken her life.