Red- the colour of anger, the colour of blood.
The colour of pain buried deep in my heart.
Red is all I see, red is all I hear.
Blinded by the lights, deafened by the screams.
I yell out altogether in pain and the agony,
People stop and stare like we're in a circus ring.
Trying so hard not to let this bother me,
I glare right back, spitting venom and the aching.
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to see.
As my eyes once again get clouded by thee.
The colour red being so prominent, being so vibrant.
I surrender to the calls and the needs of it, the so vivid ecstasy.
The last thing I see, as the end comes near,
The loneliness and a bit of black clouding the red fully.
AN
Thank you Sakshi <3
and thank you very much you guys...!!!!!!! thanks to you AG is #204 in poetry...!!!!!!!!!!! such a surreal achievement, no words can express how much that means to me and you people i love you all so much..! thanks a lot <3 <3 <3 <3
Love - AL Grace <3
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