RED

In the back of my mind blood drenching this head,

staining my soul,

invading so RED.

Breeding my anger, causing me pain,

this cliff of thorns tearing again.

Down the path that I trod,

is slippery as the sweat of God,

With every breath I wish that you would die.

This noose inducing pain, my temper is unfurled.

The purest of the flowers,

now a lost little girl.

Hate has taken over, and my innocence is dead

forsaking all of time,

my thoughts of you are RED.

Through this mushy state of woe,

down into the screaming masses,

I speak in unknown tongues,

as your life so slowly passes.

The lights are closing in as angels have revealed,

the wings of terror sewn their seeds,

insanity is real.

Your soul is gone forever,

and limbo is all that's left.

Life is dead and so are you,

my thoughts of you are RED.