R E D It’s all about the colour

R E D

Red is the colour my skin turns

after overdoing a sit-down on a beach

It’s the colour of my marking pen

when I try to teach

It’s my warning sign telling me to stop

and the colour of my eyes

when my crying for you

won’t stop

Red is the heat beneath my breath

the ache that lingers in my chest

the line I cross and can’t take back

the fire I carry, unexpressed

It’s the thread that ties my past

to the scars I won’t erase

a quiet shout, a stubborn flame

burning steady in its place

Red is the colour I wear like armor

silent strength in every scar

Red is my bestest colour dear

its the warmth I feel,

when you are near to me.
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