I've erased
Every little trace
Of you
I'm done
Just forget your debt
Forget that you owe me
Forget the words
That I almost said
That died on my lips
Even when I thought
That they were true
I never said that to you
It's a relief to know
That you never cared
And that I'm not hurting you
When I say I've found someone new
And that I love him much more
Than I ever could you

My pen has failed me
I sit with it and
Sheets of lined paper
Ready to be filled
But the words don't flow right
They're no longer adequate to express
This dull, aching hopelessness
Of knowing that I've lost my heart
Handed it away to someone
Who was much too careless
As words lined the already lined page
Bleeding hearts with barbed wire vines
Etched into the paper
During my wait for words
To pick their way out of my head
I listen to their sound as they tread
Through the minefield of my mind
Getting in traps that distort their meaning
Words like love becoming bleak
Because it got stuck in the trap
The trap that is you

I didn't sleep after I got home last night
After being at your place all day
Sleep wasn't in my grasp
Just like you. Slipping away from me
I'm love sick, overdosed on this
Dopamine rush you give
We've been apart 13 hours
And 9 minutes
And you haven't left my mind
Not for me to sleep
Or for me to really eat
I'm withering under this
Chemical rush in my head
Hoping it doesn't develop
Into a full blown, hopeless addiction
Hoping that it hasn't already
Without my permission
Without my notice
Became an addiction to you
And that amazing touch
That I already miss so much

I'm feeling used
And discarded
Like a little confetti popper
You expertly pulled that string
And got that brief explosion
Of bright pretty colors
And then tossed me away
Like you've done with so many other
Little plastic confetti poppers
Maybe I'm special to you
I still let myself hope
I take your explanations
Tuck them away in my head
Little grains of comfort
In a sea of discontent

I was going to write for you today
Get my thoughts out, onto paper
Reread and maybe figure this all out
But I forgot my pen, you see
So I'm trying to type
But nothing comes out just right
Too many thoughts running through my head
Can't type fast enough to keep up with them
Running in circles around my own thoughts
Driving myself intermediately insane

Granny's out drinking
Papas already in bed
And where am I?
Sitting here, sober
Thinking of someone
Halfway around the world
That I just recently met
That ill never forget
Even if I wanted to
There he would sit
In the back of mind
Impossible not to find

I'm alone, another night
Not another soul in sight
My attempts to reach out
Ignored by you and those around
These nights are growing
And there's cold things abound
And what I want can't be found
I want a warm somebody
As the snow falls to the ground
Really, just anybody
Here to hold or be held
But instead, there's nobody
Just the trio of these winter nights
Me, misery, and loneliness
Always to be found

You, upperclass, American feminist
Will you please shut up about a sandwich?
And comic book characters, supermodels
Shut up about your first world problems
And take a look somewhere,
Where the idea of feminism Is actually needed
Have you ever heard of an arranged marriage?
It's common practice in other places,
Right after puberty, as long as the ******* are there
11, 12, they don't really care
See the life of a Nepali girl, lower-class,
Lack of freedom
Learn about the meaning
Of the word
kamlari
Young Nepali slave girls
Beaten and bruised,
Not allowed to be ill
Or
Jogini,
Devadasis
Which are both from india
Dedicated to a goddess at as young as as five
To bring the family good fortune
The tribes girl, forever *****
But with nightly visitors in her bed
They're hoping for some of her luck
To rub off on them
Sumangali
dalit girls
Sold by their family
For next to nothing,
It's called "bonded labor"
And is supposed to pay off debts
But the trap is set
The girl is caught
And if the "bonded labor man"
Feels she isn't of enough use
Maybe she's been beaten or is a little too ill
He sells her off to another man
Supposedly to pay her hospital bill
So yes, feminism is needed
But not here you little heathen
Shut up about your so called freedoms
And help the ones so desperately need it

What does the rain sound like?
Sometimes if it's quiet in the house
I can just hear a faint
Drumming on my ceiling
During the worst storms.
But I want to hear the quiet of a spring shower
Warm soft sprinkles of rain
Not just the thunderstorms
What does a cats a purr sound like?
I can feel it's soft vibrations
Under the soft, silky fur
But the sound has never
Not once been interpreted by my ears
What does my lovers breath sound like?
As I feel it tickle my skin
And see his chest moving so slightly in sleep
What do footsteps sound like?
Sometimes I can feel them
The vibrations on the floor
The indicators of coming and going
What do these little things
Little bits of life sound like?

One... two... three... four...
turn
You can see the spot on her floor,
Where her blue-green carpet is worn
Wishing she could walk out the door
Forget how bad her heart has been torn

One, two, three, four
turn
She has music blaring
Supposed to keep her from losing her mind
Supposed to keep her from caring
If only her tormentor weren't so kind

One two three four*
turn
He's still unaware of his slight
She's pacing, reciting Poe in her head
He's unaware of her pain every night
She's wishing her heart was dead

Onetwothreefour
turn
Her fingers twine through her hair
Berating herself for thinking of him
She hears a few strands tear
But paces on, ignoring them

I can feel the emotions rolling off you
You hate me, you want to break me
Go ahead and try little one
See how that would end up
Oh, sure, you'd win this time
Not much of a challenge am I?
But you see, I have friends
And they won't take too kindly to you
I'm pacifist my dear
I don't condone and won't take part
In this violence I'm feeling from you
But I have no control over what they do
I'd much rather settle this like adults
I wish we could sit down and talk
But you won't listen to a word I have to say
And that's ok, your choice to make
But I'll be ****** if I settle this your way

I thought I had this sorted out
I thought knew what to do about
This whole me and you thing
But I was wrong
So, so very, very wrong
Because just a couple words from you
Has me hoping all over again
Even though I know it's an if-then
Tricky type of situation
If she never knows
Then we can still be friends
If she ever leaves
Then we can be more then friends
Like we used to be, hypothetically
If it all works out right
Then you will be mine.

The worst part of school
Isn't the homework or waking up early
Or the long tedious hours of nothing
No, it's not the buggy teachers
It's not how every kid thinks they should
Bathe in their ******* cologne
(Though that's a close second)
No, the very worst part of school is
Walking past someone you hate
And having to fight the urge
To push their pretty little face
Into those bright red lockers

I am a strong girl
And independent individual
Who only need herself,
I can open my own sauce jars
And catch my own spiders
(Yes, catch, I never **** them,
They get rid of the more pesky bugs)
but in the end
Alone at night in my bed
I wrap myself up in layers of blankets
And pretend I'm in a mans arms
The same man that walked away
Just like that, the other day
There was nothing I could say
But it's all going to be okay
Because I am a strong girl
An independent individual

Have you ever been to wonderland?
You tumble down a rabbit hole
Feels like it takes forever to fall
And then you hit the soft ground
There's wonders abound
All waiting to be found
Talking flowers, a friendly door mouse
Would you like some tea?
You can meet a caterpillar
He'll teach you the wonders of mushrooms
Here's a hint, try a nibble
Your head will be up in the clouds
Having a conversation with a mama bird
Who mistakes you for a snake
And you can listen to tales of woo
Of a poor old tortoise
But be careful of the queen!
Oh dear, she's quite mean
Ruling over the ones in her domain
It's wonder how any of them remain
As she frequently calls her executioner
If you're lucky you can travel wonderland for awhile
You might even be able to go peacefully
But if she finds you, be prepared
Because she'll never let you leave
But don't worry my dear, you'll be here with me
We can frolic in the flower gardens
All the while still sipping tea
And we can fall into the mushroom beds
Falling, falling into the mushroom beds
Where I will fall into your arms
And we can be there for a couple hours wondering
Pondering where our clothes have gone

Distance makes the heart grow fonder
I used to think, no way was that true
But now I see the wisdom in the words
Because while you were here,
You invaded a few of my thoughts
But now that you're gone
I can't think of a ******* thing but you
And all the feelings I've been through
And I'm pinning all the blame on you
Even though I know, I'm at fault too
It's odd how with all the **** going on now,
How my mind finds moments to dwell on you
There's more important things I need to do
I'm about to be royally *******
And life isn't a big fan of ****
But all I have on my mind
Is a mantra of your name
And flashing images of us
And one little word I swore I'd never say
One feeling I wanted to stay away
That I'm afraid I'll feel for the rest of my days

Do I have a problem with you? No
I have an issue with that
Better-than-thou attitude
that high horse you're sitting on?
It's really just a ******* on stilts
Either get down here on my level
Or pick me up, take me up there
I'll offer a ride as my fare
Nothing I haven't done before, my dear
And nothing you wouldn't do,
If you was stuck down here
I'm a victim of my circumstances
And you're a victor of yours

We don't always get what we want
Life just doesn't work that way,
It's fair in it's unfairness to everyone
Favoring none over the other
Rejecting and damaging us all
In some unique way
We don't always get what we want
People are ******* *******,
We're generally self serving
Generally selfish beings
Trying to take what we want
Without care for what they want
We don't always get what we want
So stop asking me about **** you want done
You want to see my progress I haven't made
But, unfortunately for us all
We don't always get what we want

The incessant clock ticking
Is driving me out of my mind
Waiting for that bell to chime
Counting the seconds until 9:39
Knowing it's just one part of the day
A little section of time put away
Wondering why the **** I bothered to get up
Why my breathing refuses to stop
And why, ******* it, does my heart still beat?
It's annoying really, the constant thump-thump
Of blood being pushed through my worthless body
I wish it would all just stop
I'm over this whole living thing
Getting up at 6:30 just to waste away
These long as ****, pointless days
I close my eyes for just a second
Trying to rest my overworked mind
And there's another ******* minion
So called authority figure
Tapping at my ******* shoulder
Won't let me ******* be
They're too blind to see
That I'm already dying.
And starting to rot away

She wears black
Traditional mourning colors
So for who does she mourn?
She hasn't lost anyone
Except herself
She mourns lost dreams
She mourns lost hopes
Wishes that never came
Her stolen innocence
She mourns the blood she lost
Flowing red from her wrists
She mourns the breath she can't take
As she hangs from the rope
Her last attempt at learning to cope

I thought maybe
For a minute there
After I mentioned that I was now
-after all this time-
Finally eighteen
-which means finally legal-
I think you might've considered
Might've thought about us
About the possibility
And I wanted to tell then you then
-I've always loved you-
But I just nodded
And chuckled a little
And then you just smiled
And mentioned that -now-
Your parents would let me
Stay at your house

I don't want a kiss.
Just a hug, please
I just want to be held
I need comfort
Can you do that for me?
Could you please?
And I promise, if you do this
Next time, you can have your way

I've made it 4 hours without my iPod
And I'm proud of myself
I haven't spilled blood yet
But you're pushing it darling
Without Metallica to calm me down
Your words take on a new sound
I have no Marylyn Manson right now
So you might want to ******* or bow
I might just break something
On you maybe, or myself
I'm not a violent person see?
So my angers turned inward on me
And the blade becomes my friend again
This dreadful off and on relationship
Drawing me in and spitting me out
And I honestly hate everything about
Everything that the blade touches
Evry thing it represents
But I just can't help it
It's already under my skin
Already a part of me
As I make a new line,
I tell myself just this last time
But we both know,
This blade and me,
We both know
I can't help myself

Another year older,
Should feel special,
Should feel sweet
But instead, it feels like any other day
I wore slightly more comfy clothes
And that's all that marks it
Besides a few close friends
Saying happy birthday to me
The big 18th year of life
Should feel special
Should feel sweet
But instead, it's lost in the monotony
The melancholy of my life
Repetitious routine
The every day pattern of my days
As they drag on, ever so slowly
Losing me in the monotonous melancholy
Should be special
Should be sweet
But instead, it's just me

You try to reach me,
But I'm too far gone
And you're not the only one
To try and save me
To get me out of the rain
But I'm drowning in my pain
And there's nothing you can do
Nothing anyone can say
To make want to come in today
I'm just a drifter
I'm already done
I gave up on chasing the sun
I'm grown up now
And the dreams are gone
The illusions that made me carry on,
I've given up hope
And really, so should you
Because there's nothing you can do
To make me want to stay
I'm not coming in today
Please just let me play
In the soft rain

She was a concrete angel
In a darkened valley
And he, was the freezing rain
Seeping into her smallest pores
Before freezing, expanding
Breaking her at the seems
Bits of stone, falling away
Shattering at her feet,
Rolling deeper into the valley
She watched them fall,
Saddened by their decent
Continuously eroded away
As he poured over her  
Never ceasing, never warming
She shrinks into her stone tomb
Encased in the safety of her angel shell
Away from the freezing cold
His constant pitter patter
Raindrops echoing around her
Slowly, slowly, it becomes comforting
Slowly, slowly, he begins to feel her warmth
Slowly, slowly, the stone chips away
Slowly, slowly, they are exposed to eachother
For the first time, she sees the sunlight
Beyond her stone tomb
But he? he never warmed
And she? She was still left out in the cold
Remembering the safety of her concrete shell
And the constant sound of the pitter patter
From before, when she thought he would warm

What do you mean by
can I come over?
No, no! I told you I'm finished.
I refuse to be your backup
I'm not a ******* fall girl
And I'll be ****** if I'm a call girl
Where's your little girlfriend?
She's the one you should text
When it's 12:37 at night
With messages like
*can I come over?

I just don't subscribe to your logic
Unless it makes sense to me, too
I'm not going to do what you say
Unless you provide a valid reason
It's not that I want to disobey
It's that I was never given a reason to obey
I have no incentive to listen to you
Nothing to make me think you're right
I'm not a fan of wasting my time
Which you seem to love to do
Which makes sense because it's my time,
Not your own that you're wasting away
I want to get out of this hamster wheel
But you're busy super gluing my feet to the spokes
Not only trapping me here,
But impairing my efficiency too

I'm playing with the rubiks cube of my mind
Moving little colored squares,
Lining up a few rows
Looking at it for a second,
Realizing that will never work
Pondering over it,
Moving it some more
Absorbed in the focus of my work
Lining up another row, ****, no
That ***** up this other row
Starting over, working slower,
Forever fiddling with this hopeless puzzle

goons and girls of every age,
Won't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see,
In our town of halloween....*
This is halloween
A day to remember
A single day of every year
That spirits can wander
And not just of the undead, oh no
Living spirits wander all over
Dressed up spectacularly
Vampire, witches and the occasional ghost
Zombies, cats and I've seen a couple wolves
There's a devil and cop, walking together
And oh my, was that Elvis?
Oh dear, I think I'll avoid that pope
Let's walk together
Come on, please?
Never too old to trick or treat
Never too cold, just wear a coat!
What do you care if mr cowboy over there
Thinks you're immature?
What bore you are,
So grown and stiff
What a bore to be
A good kid
Fine! You can stay here
Ill talk to you later
I'm going to have some fun

I no longer fight my demons
It's really a hopeless battle
And I have not the willpower
To sustain a constant war

My body has been scared
My soul has been stretched
My mind has been scratched
And all three are exhausted

I no longer fight the darkness
I let it in, let it envelope me
It's not nearly as cold as I thought it'd be
And unlike the light, it still lets me see

I am done with all fighting
I've resigned myself to peace
Despite others calling it evil,
I love my inner devil

I'm on the winning side here,
True good can never win
I'm on the funner side here,
No restrictions on my pleasure

Can't you see, this is what's best for me?
I'm too fragile for your constant war
Too delicate for the inner struggle
I can't weather the storm of your faith any longer

Say what you will, I'll get a chuckle
Call me a *****,
What a bore
Seriously can't come up with anything better?
Tell me something I don't know, please
I prefer rumors about me that I've never heard
Get inventive! Have some fun!
Cause All can think when you call me a ***** is
Ya I know, it's amazing really
Quite fun, you should try it!
Please, don't be so silly
I'm only a ***** occasionally
With certain people
Two or three. No wait four.
Honestly, you should try it
Maybe then you wouldn't be so ******
Don't be so judgmental honey,
I'm a *****, you're a *****
Hey, to each their own
The only difference between me and you
Is I don't fake relationships
He's not my boyfriend,
That's kinda the point,
But there's nothing I've done that you don't do
Just a different title for the man were with
That's all it is, sweetie pie,
A matter of names
And I have no concern
For what you seem to think I am

Why do we fall in love?
it is believed that when humans were first created,
We were two body's fused together
With two heads, four arms and four legs
But only one heart,
The mighty Zeus feared our potential
And split us all in two,
Dooming us to spend eternity searching
For our other half
Then why does love hurt so much?
*because child, sometimes, the love god Eros,
Well, he doesn't have the best aim
And that ***** everything up

Instant panic
Frozen limbs
Paused breathing
They say there's a fight or flight response
But I've never experienced either
Just this crushing, blind panic
Inability to move,
Inability to speak
Inability to breath
As my vision goes blurry around the edges
And starts to turn black
And I see those all to familiar dancing dots
And then
then
•••
And then I wake up

Our country is amazing, isn't it?
Everyone I know says so, so it must be so!
The massive crowds with flag pants
Decked out in red white and blue
A country for the masses!
A country for the massive
Beloved lady liberty!
Would be nice if she could marry lady justice
And all our wonderful freedoms!
The freedom to say what you want!
As long as it doesn't threaten others
And, oh no, don't tell them that!
You have to be nice...
The freedom of religion!
Were doing pretty good on that
There's only seven states that ban atheists from government office
The right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness!
Holy ****, have we forgotten slavery?
Have we forgotten that this country was built on suffering?
We have that lovely looking blanket of paper
That makes us sound so noble
But go deep enough in the south
And just take a moment to listen
Racism is still strong, we're still not open minded
We're a country made for the deceiving
And filled with the deceived  
And let's take a moment to zoom in
At first you'll see our glory
All these beautiful cities
Buildings made into art
All our silver lining
But scratch the surface just a little
Were in debt up to our necks
And not just the country, individuals too
Paying off those student loans
Relying on social security
And being let down repeatedly
Even with that fancy four year degree
Can't find a job in today's economy
Dig deeper and you'll find the slums
This is our thickest layer
Drug addicts, petty thefts, prostitutes
Dealers, suppliers, a whole network
Trace it back and you'll find some connections
To our higher up, upperclass, upstanding citizens

You're not even here
But yet you invade my every thought
And **** it would be nice
To have a single thought that's not about you
I hate how you've done this,
The longer you're away
The more my thoughts stay
Focused entirely on you
And I need some private time **** it
Some time to think about me
Instead of day dreaming about you
I miss you
I want you here
And I want you for myself
But go ahead,
Take her instead
Don't you know how much it hurts,
To sit here and listen to you about her?
I'll do it anyway,
I'll advise you on her all day
If it means having you close

I almost said I love you
It's true, no wait, don't leave!
I'm sorry. I didn't say it,
I don't love you
Just stay here for awhile longer?
Please, I need you
Of course I'm not attached
i just love you a little is all
No, I'm not going to wait for you
*i would wait till the end of time if you asked

now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep
She kneels quietly on the ground
Precious youth and innocence abound
Sweet, tame, ignorant child
One day soon your thoughts will go wild
You'll start to question your beliefs
And answers won't bring any reliefs
Don't worry little child, don't fret
You're not ready for that quite yet
But eventually you'll see with those eyes
Most of what they tell you is lies
It's a great awakening
When knowledge is there for the taking
Take many lessons from history
As they're the true stories
Learn every last tidbit that you can
But never forget the values taught back then
No matter what path you choose
These values you must never loose
and if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take

She has lines of verse on one side of the page
And math notes on the other
Ink stains mark her hands,
Yet she can't talk to another
Written words flow easy
But with a person it's not so breezy
She tends to stumble
And not just with words does she fumble
Lines running in her head
She writes them down before bed
And during lunch
And I have a hunch
They're written during study hall
And during classes, one and all
Poems of hers
And quotes of theirs
Two AM is just another time
She's creating or remembering rhyme
Reciting Poe as she drifts away
That's how she says goodbye to another day

I may be a daemon,
But, you're no angel sweetheart

Call me what you want darling,
Just remember who you are

We're not so different, you and me
No, not so different at all, you see

We have many the same flaws,
Only difference is, I don't hide mine

I don't cover my flaws with
Expensive name brand products,

I don't hide behind all that
Thick, caked on make-up

I don't have those nice Gucci wings
And I sold my lovely gold halo

For another meal, another night.
And one more trip along the way

It's easy to look like an angel
When you have the money for your worldly pleasures

It's easy to look like an angel
When you never have to do any work

No one saw the beauty
In the thrown away pieces of glass
Jagged, crooked edges,
Until someone came along
And pieced together
The broken pieces of a little girl
Carefully filled in all the cracks
With a warm gold
Smoothing over the rough edges
Polishing with a lustrous finish
Turning thrown away
Into a desired commodity
Nurturing her into an artwork
All her own

Promises are fragile things
You say them in that moment
You mean them sincerely  
You plan on keeping them forever
But sometimes forever ends
To quickly for promises
And all that's left are your words
Sweet or cruel markings
Made on a loved ones mind
Be careful with your promises
You may only keep so many
Any others are forgotten
Try not to contradict yourself
Don't make small things into conflicts
Never promise your heart away
Never swear on a soul
Broken promises lead to broken smiles
And makes one bitter for quite awhile

Terror clings to my aching bones
Fear and cold seeping into soft tissue
My throat hurts from screaming
My hands are still shaking
As I reach up to turn the lights on
Relax, was all just a dream...
How I wish that were true
It's a nightmare.  A nightmare of a memory
I can still see the scars on my wrists
Faint white lines from the handcuffs
The cold metal digging into my skin
Becoming slick with my blood
His warm hands a contrast
But just as nightmarish
As they hold down my small body
So frail at that age

You see her eyes drooping
Fluttering shut, struggling open
Lack of attention to your class
You ask if she wants kicked out
Her spoken answer was simply
i really don't give a ****
But inside her mind she's thinking
I didn't get to bed till 2 last night
I'm withdrawing from my meds
Because I'm short this month
Due to mother helping herself
I woke up screaming an hour and a half ago
From nightmares you can't even imagine
Nightmares that are memories,
My worst moments relived,
So send me where you wish
I simply can't find a **** to give
I'm not even sure I want to live
I'm tired of the hole I've dug
Falling into it again and again
I've lost the energy needed to climb
Up even the gentlest incline

I guess it's genetics
That makes me love the feel smoke
The burn of alcohol down my throat
It's a family business after all
Papa grows and daddy sells
How easy it is to ask for some
They'll share it with me lovingly
Whatever it is that I may need
Easy access to my vice
They never even think twice
Just hand it over with a smile
Tell me to be back home in awhile
Or, text them to let them know
Where I'm staying at that night
They don't ever tell me no,
They never say you can't stay there
And if perhaps my mother calls?
I'm in the bath or out for a walk
I might even be asleep
Safely tucked into my bed.

You can lie to yourself all you want
You can lie me too, but
It doesn't change the truth
And mommy dear, I know it,
I know what you do,
I know you don't have any control
No you don't, not anymore

You can lie to yourself all you want
But it doesn't change a thing
And mother dearest?
It does affect me
When your so high that
You can't keep your eyes open
And your wits about you
Long enough for me to ask a question

You can lie to yourself all you want
In the end it's all the same
You lost control,
You've lost the battle
With your false savior
You've left me here
Playing mommy dear with my siblings
While your off with a man named john

You can lie to yourself all you want
It's your choice to make,
Just realize, it does affect me
It does affect our struggling relationship
And the more you deny it
The more you ignore it
The worse it's going to get

You can lie to yourself all you want
But someday you'll realize it has never helped
You're going to have to face the truth
And the longer you put it off,
The longer you keep falling
The harder you're going to hit
When you get to rock bottom.

Music.
Music is poetry
Made to be listened to
Sounds in a lovely pattern
Flowing together to calm my nerves
A soothing rush of happiness
Or calmness,
Any emotion, I can pick a song
I can feel that emotion while it's on
And dearest, it's the best feeling in the world
To be lost in sweet melody
How I crave that hasty retreat
A moment away from harsh reality
Some time spent away from it all
Out of my mind, but in a good way
But in this matter I have no say
I have no music for the day
My ears won't have that coveted sound
Dearest, how I wish we could run away

I wish I had a family.
But instead I have relatives
Blood relatives
That I want to stay relatively far away from
Our clashing results in crashing
Yelling screaming madness
Angry words and bitter thoughts
Hatred boils beneath our
Loving, warm smiles
You can barely feel it sometimes
The tension in the room
And other times that tension
Is thicker than the air
None of us really care
None of us really want to be here
Trapped in this house together
We pretend we're not there
We pretend were anywhere
But where we are at the moment

I've always loved color symbology
The silver of the sharpest blade
Is fluid, emotional, sensitive, mysterious.
Is soothing, calming, purifying. Silver
helps with the cleansing and releasing,
mental, emotional issues and blockages
My pink tinged, pale skin
Is a sign of hope. It is positive, warm
comforting feelings, everything will be okay.
Suddenly violated by a shock of red, which
can give confidence to those
who are shy or lacking in will power.
the color red symbolizes and awakens
our elusive, physical life force.
And after all is said and done
All is wrapped in white clothe bandages
purity, innocence, wholeness and completion.
white is the color of new beginnings,
wiping the slate clean,
It is the blank canvas waiting to be written upon.

Today is a red day
Dangerous day
My eyes ache to see
A lovely blood red
On your dull white walls
That mauve carpet
Has always bugged me
Let's change it up a little
Red splatter patterns
Would accent it perfectly
And when I'm done I'll get a match
Let's see how your room looks
In a dark ash black