The Wall, The Wall II

III the world fades from my fingertips like blood oozing from an open wound the sky is ripped apart and full of thunder and my eyes are twisted in pain i never let go of that pain i held inside and as i fell against the wall i wondered if i screamed would anyone hear it as the light died and cast me in shadows the walls are drenched in my blood once white and once black and now scarlet i could never quite wash away the pain that howls at my heart like a wolf does the moon for years everything slowly fell apart until it fully consumed the white walls and if i hold my heart in my own hands i wonder if it will ever beat again and as the world fades from my fingertips like blood from an open wound the sky outside rains tears of blood corrupting my sense of reality IV im so afraid i can never stand again ensnared by the ghosts of the past reality looms larger and larger closing in and capturing me if anyone stood by the door i wonder if they locked me inside because all i see is what is here slicing memories in half you held my eyes and told me lies cutting heartstrings one at a time so i nailed my heart to the wall again forgetting what's real and how to feel my calls for salvation echo hauntingly through barren corridors and my own mind leaving me defeated and broken and in a shivering fit as the world fades from my fingertips like blood from an open wound there is a darkness within my heart closing the chapter on my reality