Intro: Let it Out

These lines surged up from the dark abyss.

Colored in a deep red.

Filled with Confusion and Self-doubt.

Yearning for the need to accept

Each line coming one by one.

Bled out in the darkest of nights.

The most vulnerable of times.

Through the midnight cries

Only heard by paper ears.

Let out is the fear.

Let out

is the blackest trenches of myself.