Wasted in the night,
Sanguine fills your sight,
But she cries out your name
She is your compulsion, a vile obsession.
Nothing else is concealed in the dark
Other than the cries of scarlet
Regret drips from every crook
Each drop that stains the book
The book that binds the secrets
Of you before the change
But as you try to move away
She wouldn't let you sway.
As you see the ray of hope
Once more,she lets you dream
Before tearing you away from what seems
And hauls you with her
Again the darkness clouds you and her
With Despair, Sorrow and Fear
The darkness and she alike,
Even as you try to fight
Faith leaves your sight.
She let me narrate her tale,
As to liberate you, she tries.
But Scarlet lies
Sanguine fills your sight,
But she cries out your name
She is your compulsion, a vile obsession.
Nothing else is concealed in the dark
Other than the cries of scarlet
Regret drips from every crook
Each drop that stains the book
The book that binds the secrets
Of you before the change
But as you try to move away
She wouldn't let you sway.
As you see the ray of hope
Once more,she lets you dream
Before tearing you away from what seems
And hauls you with her
Again the darkness clouds you and her
With Despair, Sorrow and Fear
The darkness and she alike,
Even as you try to fight
Faith leaves your sight.
She let me narrate her tale,
As to liberate you, she tries.
But Scarlet lies
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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