Red Is a Slow Colour

The black house in in my street

Looks too dark just to go inside

But when I do

I cannot move because of

The mess in the hallway

The picture on the wall is chaotic

I don't want to look at it

But when I do

I cannot speak because of the

Confusion in my head

I am unfit and I want to leap away

But when I do

The red colour comes after me

It is fierce and it moves slow

The picture on the wall is chaotic

I don't want to look at it

But when I do

I cannot speak because of the

Confusion in my head

I am unfit and I want to leap away

But when I do

The red colour comes after me

It is fierce and it moves slow