Red is a beautiful color,
It's a brave color,
Also a hurtful color,
It's a blood color,
A color that I see every time my scars bled,
red color coming out,
thick and beautiful,
While I cried out of the pain.
YOU ARE READING
Ink & Paper
PoetryEvery thoughts, words, and feelings that I failed to said... It's all in this paper.
