Crimison

My metal friends are the only ones
who understand the pain
that's in my head.

My matal friends make it better.
Pulling the crimison out of my body
leaking away, down the drain.

They stay close through my pain
never running away
like you.

My metal friends pull crimsion
out of my body
taking the pain
down the drain.

They understand.

They pull away they pain
leaving scars so I'll remember them.

Scars that still line my body
even after these months.

My metal friends are always
there to pull pain out of my body.

To pull crimison out.

To release my pain down the drain.