i always associated the colour scarlett with a brightness.
the love of valentines day or the blush filling one's cheeks on a chilly saturday.
scarlett meant life to me,
and i never thought it'd represent opposite.
scarlett was love.
scarlett was a heart shaped box of chocolates,
the sparkle of fireworks,
a can of cranberry sauce on thanksgiving day.
scarlett was optimism.
scarlett was a thank you card,
a bright balloon at a birthday celebration,
or the painted lips of a woman on a first date.
scarlett was never meant to be pain.
scarlett wasn't meant to be a sharp bracelet of numbness,
a sleeve of anger that melted into the floor,
or the cold emptiness that accompanied silver.
scarlett wasn never meant to be anger.
scarlett wasn't meant to be the screaming i hear in my head at night,
the holes in the door,
or the deep stain of aggression falling against my knuckles.
the first syllable seems to fit too well nowadays.
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 2:18 PM UTC
i always associated the colour scarlett with a brightness.
the love of valentines day or the blush filling one's cheeks on a chilly saturday.
scarlett meant life to me,
and i never thought it'd represent opposite.
scarlett was love.
scarlett was a heart shaped box of chocolates,
the sparkle of fireworks,
a can of cranberry sauce on thanksgiving day.
scarlett was optimism.
scarlett was a thank you card,
a bright balloon at a birthday celebration,
or the painted lips of a woman on a first date.
scarlett was never meant to be pain.
scarlett wasn't meant to be a sharp bracelet of numbness,
a sleeve of anger that melted into the floor,
or the cold emptiness that accompanied silver.
scarlett wasn never meant to be anger.
scarlett wasn't meant to be the screaming i hear in my head at night,
the holes in the door,
or the deep stain of aggression falling against my knuckles.
the first syllable seems to fit too well nowadays.
