Your aura has actually changed.
Once a blue.
Now red and inflamed.
I kinda wonder who you are?
Why do I care?
I left you a scar.
Dude I really swear.
Im glad your red.
Maybe your in dread?
I'm unsure of what you said.
Listen blue don't go away.
I don't want this red to fade you away.
Maybe you'll change?
I don't want the outcome.
I'll lock myself in a cage.
Dear,
5269
In flames.
Please listen I'm calling,
Out for your name.
I'm trying to tell you your not insane.
I know that your falling.
There's no one to blame.
Be careful with those brown eyes.
Don't catch instant butterflies.
I don't know if it's all the same.
Just be careful,
And remember.
you're as red as the flames...!
YOU ARE READING
|°Simply Structure°|
PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
