Red becomes her

My face turns crimson red when I feel, emotions too heavy to conceal;

Flame red becomes my stomach when I eat, most food that does not agree;

Blush red marks on my legs indicating that I am not yet withering away.

Red may indicate sadness;

suffering;

and self-loathing.

But, the redness on my face is a reflection of my soul,

bursting with emotions too great to conceal.

The redness in my stomach is just proof,

That I can bear flames with a grin on my face.

The redness on my thighs and hips

Indicate a greater purpose

Of more life waiting to be fulfilled.

This passionate red has dominated my early life causing pain;

fright;

and flight.

But as I grow older, I see

That these shades of red are creating

Something so special of me.