I am Red Again

I am raging in a box of blue.
I am feeding on cardboard and following
Cutouts. If you pull on a
Cutout, it doesn't react. If
You push on it, you may get in trouble.

I am silent in my nature. That is,
I am silent enough for the
People outside to live. Then the
Cutouts don't ever notice that
I am making any noise.

I am everything that is wrong. Because
Everyone here is blue, but when
I stick my head out the window,
I can breathe and then I am nothing--
Nothing in a world of everything.

I am cautious to warn my
Guests: careful where
You step. This place isn't clean; and if
You look hard enough, you can see all our
Enemies shoved up in corners.

I am never smart enough.
I cannot hide from the same thing when out there
It is Death and in here
It is dying. When the
Cutouts move, they are dying.

I am sure that there is more color...
They are not blue outside.
I have been there once.
I am there all the time, but then the cutouts pull
me in. And then I am just red again.