Crimson Red

Lost in the crimson red.
Pain running through crimson blood.
The love was killed, dead.
the lost feeling is like a flood.

Incoherent in dark pain.
Trying to clear the brain by,
walking through the rain.
The truth makes the thought go awry.

It's a day like any other.
A day that over turned.
Running to her mother.
the feeling of being burned.

To bad it's pain valentine's day,
because he thought she would be okay.