How Did I Get Here?

'Look what you made me do' he said. Eyes narrowed, threads of dread, A warm cheek on a frozen heart, Trails of red, blue and purple, How did I get here? Self-medicating the denial, Constantly on trial, How did I get here?

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The Red Wave

She numbed her pain with waves of red, Anything to to quiet the voices in her head Her eyes branded with pain and a heavy heart, Too tired to fight for a new start Anchored by fake love and promises old, How long would it's claws keep hold?