The Red

by sHaTtErEdMiStAkE   Sep 5, 2017


this darkness looms over me
traps me here
in solitude.
this anxiety builds tremendously
in terror i falter
i implode.
this depression cowers in my head
brings me down
i drown.

i crave it
THE RED
not the darkness
not the anxiety
not the depression
THE RED
the sweet, subtle lines
the smell, the high.
I am recovered
in remission
cured, they say.
my thoughts tell me different
my brain screams
THE RED
my heart thumps
louder and louder in my chest
i panic
here
i am alone
i cry
myself
to sleep.

THE RED
lingers
in my heart
in my head
in my fingertips.

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  • 7 years ago

    by hiraeth

    The repetition of red is a nice touch to the poem, it acts to enshroud this poem with a mist of panic. The short, straight to the point verses also makes this narrative more intriguing, building up feelings of anxiety and fear. Symbolizing 'the red' with depression was a great choice, this is well-written!

  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Very effective poem. Actually, it has this feel like it sucks the life out of you...with your wording and the pace. And the red, the red, the red seem to repeat in my head...

    Nice work here!

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