COLDBODY'SWITHDRAW

Withdrawal..
The petal's position calls
They cannot even feel the pounding rain
He said, "Because the feeling numbed anyways."
It's cold and the walls, the shelter
Cannot protect the soul that's inside
An egg falling, collapsing
To the cracking scars wanting more
To break, to unseal, to become
A newborn, to be born dead
Was your name to begin with
It never made sense
Spreading blue then red
Travelings out of those deep dark
Veins..Veins..Veins..