Crimson
Crimson
Red
The color of a rose
The color of blood
This is what I would see
If I took a knife
And cut open my skin
Crimson.....
YOU ARE READING
Death By Poetry </3
PoetryThese are just some poems I write during the day. I decided to do this instead of cutting myself. I've been told that some of them are scary so I'm just warning you now.
