I couldn't think of something to write so...

Paint these walls in crimson red,
Wallow in my tears.
Beneath the shadows in your stead,
Are where i spend those years.
Eyes are wide but still don't see,
As long as you aren't here.
Feet may walk for miles free,
Time lost with minds unclear.
Years of time I spend alone,
While loved ones shoulder weight.
Minds of innocence are gone,
As bullets shatter fate.