Damned To Red

Thoughts leak into my head;
Swirlig with images of
Could of beens, should of beens, and would of beens.
relays running through my mind,
etching the sweetest and bitterest memories
like your favorite screwed up tattoos

Blending with the smiles
and laughs that close your eyes

entertwining with the songs ive sung
and want to sing

Fusing with the blood in my veins,
Deep blues that turn harsh and ragged
as they reach up to kiss the poison