Red is the colour that reminds I am alive, That my heart beats against my will, That despite this numbness and darkness and stillness- I am not dead.
Red is the colour that reminds me of valentines, That screams love and passion and forever, That despite whispering lies and hate and short memories- I am loved.
Red is the colour that reminds me of anger, That defens and blinds me, That despite building up and staying and makeing a home- I am calm.
Red is the colour that means STOP. It tells me to STOP pretending, To STOP being calm, It tells me to STOP being what I am not.
Red is the colour that means many things. Red is dangerous. Hateful. Angry. Loving.