It feels as if the walls are growing stronger, but I can hold it no longer. Am I going any faster, is my foot still on the gas? Will I see tomorrow or is tonight my last amass? I'm as cold as the ground beneath me, the snow is blood red, its getting harder to hold up my head. My insides are on fire, because I know I'm a liar, but i cant think anymore my mind is spinning like a tire. My fears are infrared but the demons inside me show I'm not scared. Blooming around me like a great red rose, out and away my life slowly flows. the truth keeps me petrified and I'm so sorry that I lied, I cant make it up even though I tried. The stars blow out as do the moon so full and bright, I can finally sleep on this cold red night.