Post by Kiwi on Nov 21, 2010 13:21:06 GMT -5
I look at the walls in my room, their color? Red.
The color of anger, of hate, of sin...
When I think about what happens beyond these Red Walls, I realize something...
I realize that these walls surround me just like that hate does...
Just like the anger does,
and Just like the sin of never loving anyone does...
But there is another thing that Red can symbolize, its color of Love.
Perhaps the love will overtake the hate,
Perhaps the love will be consumed by the hate...
I don’t know how much longer the two can struggle under this one roof....
These Red Walls, just aren’t enough to be boxed in my room...
These Red Walls, have stained these poor, innocent souls....
These Red Walls....
Its just a quick poem I wrote... A lot of family stress at the moment, Muse is completely gone. Just a quick update for you guys, I may or may not be on SD after the holidays, it just depends on my muse and how much things have affected me over the holidays.
The color of anger, of hate, of sin...
When I think about what happens beyond these Red Walls, I realize something...
I realize that these walls surround me just like that hate does...
Just like the anger does,
and Just like the sin of never loving anyone does...
But there is another thing that Red can symbolize, its color of Love.
Perhaps the love will overtake the hate,
Perhaps the love will be consumed by the hate...
I don’t know how much longer the two can struggle under this one roof....
These Red Walls, just aren’t enough to be boxed in my room...
These Red Walls, have stained these poor, innocent souls....
These Red Walls....
Its just a quick poem I wrote... A lot of family stress at the moment, Muse is completely gone. Just a quick update for you guys, I may or may not be on SD after the holidays, it just depends on my muse and how much things have affected me over the holidays.
