Darkness terrified her, it's not because she was fearful of monsters lurking in the shadows, but because it awakened the monster that lives within her.

Open the door to my mind and explore the memories that haunts a tortured soul. A soul that's already been ripped into pieces.

An ecstatic cry escapes my pale lips, as needles of insanity piece deep within. I'm at the peak of my strain madness, chanting spells in a language I don't even know.

The city lights sprawled below me and I can't help but remember how we used to be. The thought of you haunts me, like skeletons of the words I never spoke. I'm afraid, regrets will follow me, like the shadows of your absences.

If music bleeds, my piano keys would be soaking with blood, pouring rhythms into my ears. And I'm in a flashback on how touching it was way back then. But now, all I see are how prophetic the words were foreshadowing beautiful pain.