Poems

My Bright Pain (A Villanelle)

Red can bring us through our fight
It can end suffering and pain
And in Death it can shine bright

Red on a rose is simply right
Tells of beauty and love in the rain
Red can bring us through our fight

Silver and red can bring light
In cemeteries where some are lain
And in Death it can shine bright

Red is shown in a lover's sight
It shows you what else you can gain
Red can bring us through our fight

It runs down a pale arm at night
A beautifully darkened stain
And in Death it can shine bright

The reddish hues soon take flight
Leaving nothing but sorrow and pain
Red can bring us through our fight
And in Death it can shine bright
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"Sometimes the hardest thing to wear is our own skin."
~Jayy Von Monroe