Feriocious is the physical and mental desire
to be away, to be altered
trapped is how I feel when I get the idea in my head and can't have it
violence is what it does to my life
peace is what I am missing when I am in the throws of it all
chaos is the space that engulfs me
white are the backs of my eyes in their silent reckless rage
Red are the colour of my tears
pink were the shoes I wore that day you found me, confronted me, and i sat with you
staring at my feet
my pink pink pretty lying toes
wishing I was a better person
