Poetry & Art

Red

Why are you so sad inside?
You feel like something’s missing.
The pain you can’t seem to shake,
and so you need a way to escape.

You don’t know why
you feel the way you do.
You can’t find the reason
your insides are bleeding.

Your life is as it should be.
You have so many friends.
But nothing you attain
seems to take away the pain.

You do it once.
It’s not enough.
Then two, three, four, five.
You start to feel alive.

It makes you forget
all the troubles and worries.
But once the red stops,
it all comes rushing back.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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by Cassy Steenhard

Washington Native. I am an adventurer trapped in a broken shell. I love deep and loud. My pain and happiness comes out on paper. Enjoy.

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