Red
Dangerous yet tempting me
Red
The colour of my heart
The colour of my blood
Could this love be a bloody affair
Messy
Between a breath and a sigh
Wrapping me into its arms
Enfolding me into its depths
Choking me
Pumping through me
Erratic
Then ecstasy
Pleasurable yet deadly
The end result
Unknown
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Karalena Walsh
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Lately, I feel an emptiness inside of me that doesn’t make any sense. I was fine a week ago and now I’m numb to the pain that I’ve been carrying around. Numb to the idea of me existing. I wish I could go to a place where I can hear happy positive thoughts and surround myself with joy. The medication I’m on doesn’t seem to work anymore. I still feel pain from existing, why am I here anyways? Merely to exist. I don’t feel like I’m making any differences being here.
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I like all this, from the title to the subtitle, to the cover photo, to your flowing words. I like it also that you left the ending somewhat ambiguous. I'm Bill a.k.a. Bolt I have subscribed to you. ⚡💙⚡
Absolutely beautiful and red is the color of blood and the color we equate with love.
And that's why red is the colour of love. Beautiful poem!