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Color That Kills



Red nails
Tap Tap Tapping
on the counter-
impatient
waiting
for a peace of mind.

Red lips
stain the cigarette I am
Puff Puff Puffing
for a sense  of normalcy.

Red blood
Drip Drip Dripping
down my arm-
staining the bathroom tiles,
marking where I lost my control-
where I lost my mind.

Red sky
sun setting.
Another day lost-
another mind broken.

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