Crimson Red

by Caroline Golden   Dec 21, 2004


My head is full and throbbing
Inside, my soul is sobbing
I've done everything that i can do
I've answered the call as if on cue
I've worked my way through life
And all the while overwhelmed by strife

But today...where have my efforts gone
I fear not seeing tomorrows dawn
All of my efforts to be the best
Are not satisfactory on life's test

Where are my comrades to hold me up
As i drown in the poison of the cup
Where and to whom can one run
When their life is over and done

Consequently, i am lost ad betrayed
My sins will now finally paid
The crimson rivers begin to flow
Normally within, but without they snow
As the particles escape thought a tiny hole
The balloon deflates taking on flat row
Too am I coldly drained
Both inside out I am pained

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