red

red
dots
lines,streaks,smears
its disgusting
horrible
demeaning
embarassing
it makes me want to cry
such an ugly ugly color
but only recently
it used to be quite pleasing
the color of love
trust
passion and tulips
now its just upsetting
red means pain
red means complications
what am i to do?
there is no avoidence
the red is inevitable
such a problem
my problems are red
so often my problems are red
challenging
forcing
unsettling
a mountain i must climb
a mountain that twists and turns
bumps and dips with time
a red mountain
searing my timeline with red scars
my cheeks flush red
that ugly nasty red
my eyes see red
evil panicked red
i can no longer enjoy red
i will despise it
theres no telling what the future holds
but i know there will be red

Author's Notes/Comments: 

not a very entertaining poem but it sure felt good to compose it

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