Is as deep as anger
that burns beneath the cuts
on your lips
its a shiver of betrayal
and uncertainty
Red
Is the scream you let
burst out in a gust of wind
and ruins cities
destroys every little
quaint home that overlfowed
with purples and pinks
Red
Is the color that
beats beneath your ribs
and tingles your fingertips
Red
Is the color
that i never want to see
leave your skin
or flood the rivers in which
we swim
Red
is love
hate
and betrayal
Red
Is what fades into
the sea of orange
Yellows and greens
Red
Is what lightly kisses
the sky at dawn
It’s what makes others
love passionately
It’s what ends the life of some
Brings light to others
Red
Is what makes a night
of drinking and messy kisses
a blur of excitement
and dread
Red
Is what i fear

Is the only thing I think about now
Being tired is the only thing that consumes me
The obsessiveness to sleep eats me whole
And I just…

want
to
sleep

Everything seems like its swirling around me like a tornado
but to you it's a draft in a vacant house
Sleep, it's so simple
but it's the hardest thing I could ever obtain
the thought of never waking up again
is a craving i cannot feed
the cold fingers of anxiety grip me
and it's what leaves burn marks during steaming hot showers
it's the feeling of drowning in heavy piles of words made of dirt
mud, grease and sweat
every word has a taste, texture and smell that makes you
Lust for more. Ache for the words that will quench your thirst
Those words….they are the ones that keep you up at night

Those words are the ones that keep you waiting till 1 am but
they never seem to show
they are the ones you can't seem to grasp
The unspoken ones
The ones that make you studder
The ones that make you so frustrated that you can't think straight
They are the ones that make your lip quiver and heart ache
And that feeling for me will never go away

I was walkin down the street
Saw a pretty girl with black hair
And ***** feet
She had no money
Her father spent it all on ****
Lonely and afraid she sat on corners
Wishin for a bite to eat

I told my teacher what i saw
And she said
If i had money to pay for meals
If i had it to pay these bills
If i stopped these wars that ****
I would do it but life ain’t fair
I teach these kids but they still fail
I work three jobs but i can’t bail
Life is hard. Life is rough.
Just go home kid and **** it up

I saw a man, working hard
He served his country
Now has no job
He’s pushin carts and collecting cans
Tossed aside from society
He has no plans

I told the mailman what i saw
And he said
If i had money to pay for meals
If i had it to pay these bills
If i stopped these wars that ****
I would do it but life ain’t fair
I do my job, i do it right
I return hot and tired each night
I have no family, i live alone
Life just ain’t fair kid
So just move along

Rushing waves of euphoria and kilig left a bitter sweet taste. Busted lips and bruised knuckles were just remnants of what had happened that day. Addicted to the rush, you came everyday to play the same game.

The yelling,
the screaming,
the fighting,

it filled you up. You were no longer starving. Her touch was sweet, you loved the way she looked at you. Her enticing green eyes begged you stay. To not hurt her again. The way they pooled up and burst like a raging waterfall when you threatened to leave. The longing kisses, the tight hugs and whispering of lies. It’s what you dreamed of. You loved the romance but you were starving for so much more. And that’s why you kept coming back. You wanted to be hurt. Your broken heart screamed for it. But she had nothing but love to give.