i used to hate red until you
if i had Vocal+, i'd enter this into the 'I Didn't Say That Out Loud' contest - oh well, enjoy my poetry!
i hate the color red
because red means power
an enemy’s crimson
a bloody fist
a maroon slit
red is violence
red is anger
red was fear
Until, you.
Now i love red
Rose cheeks from laughter
Blush post-staring contest
Tyrian bruises healing
Under Candy Apple touch
Red is peace
Red is joy
Red was love
Until, You.
Wine stains on the sheets
Nervous raspberry hands
Trembling scarlet lips
Cherry splatters against eggshell walls
Flames licking open wounds
Red was hot
Red was lust
Red died.
i really thought red would be different
red is bold
red is alive
red is life
yet red destroyed mine
maybe
maybe red was never met to be mine
so i hate the color red
i despise everything the color red stands for
because red is no longer fear or love
red is no longer violence or peace
red is nothing.
Because you took it all from me.
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shayna
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
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