Red is the color of love

And my heart

When it is not broken

Red is the color of rage

When I am

The color of pain is purple and black,
like the bruises you left on my back.
The color of pain is this hot, hot red,
like the

Red,

Red is the color of pain.

 The color of a splitting soul locked deep inside my brain.

Yellow,

Yellow

a marvelous heart

entwined with horrid colours

 spin spin spinning wheel

spin spin spinning wheel

 intricate motives

He has come for me again.

A date for which I am never ready.

Dressed in his garb of gray, with

Slashes of red and purple