red, pink.
slowly, slowlygently,
wash it away,
wipe it so it's gone.
hide away what you're feeling,
let it all out,
make sure no one knows,
be sure to tell someone.
rolling, leaving a stain on my skin,
red eyes,
pink cheeks.
crying, always
weeping.
but why?
down, is all i feel.
when am i up?
when with friends,
alas no.
phone rings,
text comes through,
is it who i hope?
of course not,
just a joke,
funny, no laugh.
an informant,
doesnt seem important.
a question.
do i want to answer?
will i say too much,
or not enough?
slowly slowly
rolling again,
red eyes,
pink cheeks,
this time,
panda eyes
eyeliner,
waste of time.
sore throat,
shouting too much,
at little lost boys,
trying to find themselves
in this terrible world.
sitting down,
man's best friend,
comes at the call
of a whistle.
soothing,
disturbing the fur,
calming the animal,
both it, and within me.
slowly,
gently,
they roll again.
red,
pink.
Poetry by TigerEyes
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Written on 2009-10-18 at 00:59
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