The voices in my mind scream in black and white
I sometimes try to paint them with my tears
But those,too,are void of color
The only colors I have belong to the Devils paintset
Brushes made of bone and human hair,
a rainbow of colors made from blood
Sometimes its too much to bear,other days its not
The mystery behind it all is starting to unravel
The walls are starting to split apart
No light is shining through,and for that Im glad
Fear of the unknown lies beyond that wall
My chains of bondage lay at my feet
Never to be worn by me again