Break

I hate the color white,
I'd rather paint it red.

Red--My blood you spilt
White--My innocence you took.

A white padded room.
A straight-jacket.

I must be crazy, right?
My body thrashes on the floor.

Then, a stilled silence,
The room fades away.

'Hello sweetness.'

The stench of alcohol.
More thrashing.

'Get the fuck away from me.'

The room fades back in.
A blood curdling scream.

I wasn't strong enough then.

Now,
I break the chains that bind me.

I'll break you next,
'Sweetness'...

I'll paint your white world red.