MY SOFT SKIN

Scarlet takes over.

And then the physical pain

soothes the Emotional one.

They merge and become one.


It then serves me

It has done its part

It is good for me


It is Red,

It is Scarlet’s best friend,

My best Friend,

My last Resort,

My only way out.


I see Red,

And all disappears.

Me and Red.

No scars, No pain, No hurt

No Nothing

Red only –

It matters now.

Posted on June 1, 2009, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.

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