Red

Such a disgusting terror,
We seem to call her 'me'.
I'm a living, walking error,
As the mirror can clearly see.

Only a matter of seconds to evacuate,
Before the make up of myself explodes.
Each time I forcefully swallow my hate,
The ability to control myself erodes.

Trembling, of a sickening body,
Barely holding up a disturbing head,
Pleading for your arms to contain me softly,
Before my vision goes completely red.

All I need, is the one and only, I call you,
But one break down, and you turn away,
As if holding me was too hard to do,
Because I'm so pathetic; It's all I can say.

Perhaps that I'm terribly sorry,
Could be just as well,
Though it would seem I can't act properly,
As id you couldn't tell.

My words don't come out right,
and my actions get fucked up too,
A solution never seems to enter my sight,
Other than knowing how much I love you.