Red

by Haylie   Sep 28, 2006


Sitting in a deep dark
looking down
and i can see
the pretty red bracelets
ive sketched deep
into my skin
i cover them up
with snowy white strips
and i watch
as i stain another
clean thing
letting my blood
and pain soak through
and i wonder
if a matching necklace
will take it away
my gaze glances at
the pictures around me
and i know
i would ruin them
ruining the beautiful
life that never was
just images captured
leaving me again with
my reaccuring nightmares

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