Red by katie deneault
Red,the color red.The color of lust and dred.It messes with my head.It haunts and curses me, wishing i was dead.Red,red is the color she often bled.The color spills out of her arm.She keeps telling me that she caused herself harm.Shes on the floor crying and forever in pain.I see her in pain,as i watch from the outside lock away in the dreary rain.I want to help but she always pushes me away.She pushes every one away,thats why her heart is cold and filled with dismay.I went numb as the pain still lingers.And as it turns out the blood was actualy dripping off of my fingers.Who was that girl?,is it me?That reflection i see in the broken vanity.
 twilla_shade · Tue Jul 12, 2011 @ 07:46pm · 1 Comments |
