Red

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People telling lies
Are they even wise?
Anger flashing in my eyes.
Is it fear speaking
Are my eyes leaking?

My thoughts are on fire
I'm walking on a wire.

My hands are folding into fists
Can I see through their lists?
Will I fight
Where is my might?
Would I be able to kill?
Wait, is that my will?

Why don't I fight
For what is right
Am I too kind?

Is it right to hurt
Would that be worth?
Would that make me feel good
Or is it just this mood?

I made the right call
This won't be my downfall.
I am not done
But the anger is gone.

A light breeze
I have made peace.

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