Scarlet

anabasova

You keep throwing punches
Parading around my weaknesses
A monstrous something
Restlessly trying to scare me away
Because my thoughts startle you
You want to make yourself big in my dreams
My heart is a source of a bad memory
Of the time you lost everything
The moment you looked into the eyes
Of the biggest love in existence
And said this is not enough
I won't bow my head in front of dust
It is not my fault the mistake that you made
But ever since I was born you have been trying to paint scarlet on my face.

 

  • Author: anabasova (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 21st, 2025 17:57
  • Category: Spiritual
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