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crimson
there's something soothing
about that color
and its tantalizing smell
that puts the mind at ease.
it runs smooth, but deep
as the familiar pain takes over,
returning to bring you back to
when brown met silver,
the smooth that roughened your skin
and introduced the scarlet color
as it trickled down the sink.
you thought you saw words
tattooed, burnt, etched on skin
but that must have been
another trick of the eye,
just another hallucination
from all the pills you took.
so you closed your eyes
and tilted your head back,
ready to let sleep
overcome you once again.
but you could only
think of the words you
thought you must have imagined.
"DO NOT OPEN."
three words gleaming furiously,
but only in the beginning,
and as you drifted off
the words slowly faded,
replaced soon by others,
forming the last words
that ever echoed in your head.
"let's taste crimson tonight."
there's something soothing
about that color
and its tantalizing smell
that puts the mind at ease.
it runs smooth, but deep
as the familiar pain takes over,
returning to bring you back to
when brown met silver,
the smooth that roughened your skin
and introduced the scarlet color
as it trickled down the sink.
you thought you saw words
tattooed, burnt, etched on skin
but that must have been
another trick of the eye,
just another hallucination
from all the pills you took.
so you closed your eyes
and tilted your head back,
ready to let sleep
overcome you once again.
but you could only
think of the words you
thought you must have imagined.
"DO NOT OPEN."
three words gleaming furiously,
but only in the beginning,
and as you drifted off
the words slowly faded,
replaced soon by others,
forming the last words
that ever echoed in your head.
"let's taste crimson tonight."