CeriseRed

CeriseRed Oct 2016

I have two hands—the left and the right
I raise them high
So clean and shine
I hold them together with more than a second
They imperfectly fit on spaces
For you will see the eleventh.

CeriseRed Sep 2016

Dead Hero

Without a cape, heroes still fly.
He lingers between sentences.
He remains in every pebbles.
He runs through other veins.
Without ammunition, heroes still bold.
He weakens curses and lies.
He fights of negative polarity.
He strengthen justice and peace.
Without a mask, heroes still undefined.
He resides within ourselves.
He lives in our dreams.
A dead hero he is!

CeriseRed Aug 2016

Endnote

Red drips down my pen
Along the passages of my sorrow
Within the lines of my emptiness
I ended up with your name

CeriseRed Jul 2016

Hence

Dreams are clouds
Soft like cottons, bouncy like spring
Topmost like reaching is destiny.

Clouds are dreams
Ain't soft, ain't bouncy
Hence, dreams are *dreams.

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CeriseRed Jul 2016

Expired

I'm afraid of my love for you
Perhaps I fear of your love
When I know everything will last
That love *expires

K

Jul 2016

autumn

Courage to Speak

The only part of my day
That I look forward to
Is when I go to bed
And lay there making up scenarios
In my head.

I think of comebacks
To 8th grade bullies.
I think of witty retorts
To my mother's snide comments.
I think of intelligent things to add
To conversations I had months ago.

I think of all the things
I was too scared to say.

And in my mind
I say them.
And pretend how things would be different
If only I had the courage to speak.

#broken #fear #depression #life #anxiety #past #thought #courage