Stain the flowers red,
Paint the shadows blue,
Life doesn't like me like it does you.

The shadows are constant,
The pain always nagging,
Always waiting to take my joys away.

Sorrow is burning,
Pain is endless,
But they disappear to never cease.

Light is a lie,
Don't walk towards the shine,
It's fake to learn there's a better side.

Nightmares are forged,
Forcing through all,
Merging and forcing suffering always new.

It forces mistrust,
So I never forget
So nor should you to not forget.

So, stain the flowers red,
And paint the shadows blue,
Don't let them see your inner torment,
Don't let them know you.