Angry Red

angry red, the scars
running up and down my arms
the lifelong tale they tell
the agony they sell
angry red, the pain
dodging in and out the veins
of steel and diamond reins
and liquid lead restraints
angry red, the eyes
that run but never cry,
that sigh without a sound
that see nothing all around
angry red, the sky
with water set on fire,
when angry voices clash,
from an open cotton gash,
angry red the heart
moving blood it cannot start,
red venom from the stars
feed angry reddened scars


By Falyn

"the moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait, soft winds whisper the bidding of trees, as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart, and the midnightmare trampling of dreams..." ~CoF