RED

There is no cure without poison

Sins of the past feel better than they should
Forgiveness is the last thing on my mind
I like the pain I’ve tasted under the night sky
I’ve been wrong for all the right reasons
I don’t trust myself around you

Question my dreams until they’re real
Keep saying no to questions I’m not even asking
Speak bleeding heart, don’t stay silent
Check your fears at the door

Enjoying pain by the pound
Simple things don’t satisfy like they should
Failure is frightening, but nothing is worse
There is no cure without poison
The red in my veins gives me a little hope

I am better than this

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3 thoughts on “RED

  1. wonderful post filled with poignant words invoking such emotions. Hugs Stephen.
    Isnt it weird how we both did a post about RED, but different emotions and feelings.
    It is lovely to read your words again! ♥

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