Burden

My words become Blood, My words become life... So real...or so it's thought..... Mere explanations for the insanity that is crimson, If I let you into my head, You'll regret it....whispered words have been said, Lie down after rummaging through dreaded thoughts, Never to sleep again, every blink is fought, Close your eyes not, Or you shall remeber, The dreaded cries that call from a mind of Crimson embers, I warned you not to look, I told you not to listen, yet you did, watch crimson words glisten, Now you see the burdens that have been placed, On the shoulders of one so young, An adult in a childs body, Is what I've become.