blood... that's the term I'd use to describe the red I see
the color that soothes me when im in pain
once again, the blood trickling from my arm, as a blade leaves another mark...
love left a scar... a cut as deep as the roots of an oak tree in the earth
happiness left a bruise...one caused by him
the blade that left a mark, cancelled the pain of love... but only for a moment, because in a flash, it was back again..
the memories flooding my brain...the guilt cutting through my heart
the sorrow buried deep inside...
a blade might not bring as much pain... but at least for a moment, even if it's just in a flash...i forget all about the pain that love brought...because a blade is my new best friend
