I fought, I tried, I failed...
blistered hands from scalding water,
thoughts ended from whistling bullets,
breaths stolen from hanging ropes
RED falling off the glistening edge of the blade,
I smiled at the sight of my covered wrists and stained sheets
the RED was a reminder that I was alive
I loved the RED
RED became all I knew,
all I cared about
it was the only thing that gave ME happiness
the day came
where i finally became red
and i ceased to be BLUE.