Blue Hearts 2k16 (My Collection of Poems And Short Stories)

Red

They say silence is painful.

But whenever I don't hear you crying,

I'm scared that you might not be alive.

Your sobs give me the reassurance that you're still here with me.

I don't know how long we've been here, but as long as I'm with you, I'm happy.

I want to hold your hand and tell you that it's okay.

But it's not good to lie.

So I won't even try.

On nights that are especially cold.

We would wrap our arms around each other.

I'm not sure if it's because of the temperature,

Or because we just want someone close.

When I hear your staggered breathing next to me,

It soothes my fears so that I could slowly fall asleep.

Some days when the bitterness in our hearts are stronger than usual,

We would scratch our arms and think of the ugly scars instead.

We would yell from the top of our lungs,

So we wouldn't hear the voices in our heads.

At times when we would feel the endless cycle of time weighing us down.

We would bang our heads on the wall,

So when everything would twist and turn,

We'd imagine that we could control the world and make it spin.

We would play a game.

A game where all the bad people were trapped and left to rot in shame.

In that game, we were always the winners.

But when everything became clear again.

We would drag our nails down our faces and pretend to be artists,

And paint the walls.

Unfortunately, we could only paint in one color.

Red.

We would chuckle to ourselves as we stare at our masterpiece.

The crimson dripping down.

Perfection was all we could see.

It's beautiful.

And for the first time, we were happy.

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This poem actually ties in together with "Innocent." During the poem, "Innocent." The protagonist actually had a imaginary friend and this poem is through the eyes of the imaginary friend.