Conquer

Paints with silver along the pulsing layer

Drips and drags, coming out redder

Grips along the walls, Built at Thirteen

Hides behind a black veil, try not to be seen

Cages the beating heart, and holds onto the pain

Feels numb and then pleasure, probably going insane

Says something, locked away without a doubt

Thinks but then pushes and falls all the way down

Leaks but struggles to get off the red-inked ground

Screams but doesn’t make any sound

Cries but there aren't anymore tears

Winces, and endures the everlasting fears

Looks around, afraid of letting anyone too close

Looks around, afraid of letting go of the noose

Lets the pain drip away, Ecstasy running high

Sighs as the wave washes over doesn't even try to deny

Lies and fake smiles put aside pain would always Conquer

Washes away the traces of night and leaves no alter

Endures the boulder resting along and smiles any worries away

Laughs at the fact people believe and are naive, when I am dying anyway