All I see is the silver coloring my skin
But the weird part is
It's coming out red
All I see is the silver coloring my skin
The red balls up and trickles down my arm
Leaving a trail to find it.
All I see is silver coloring my skin
I don't understand why
My whole body is painted red
All I see is silver coloring my skin
There's so many thoughts going through my head.
Color me red.
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Infatuated with hopelessness
PoëzieWell I know no one will probably read these but I write a lot of the time, just random little poems or anything that comes to mind. I usually write these when I'm depressed or having anxiety. I just want to post some of them, even though barely anyo...
