Sad girl,
why do you cry?
What's the point of living if you don't take joy
in every smile and every stride?
I've been where you are...
I've sliced my wrist
with a dull blade till a red river flowed.
What is the point?
Dress your world in reds and violets.
be vain, be angry, be hateful...
with passion
live, love, cry...
take revenge...
be the thunder the world fears,
but don't be blue,
dear girl, don't be blue.
Author notes
QUOTE:
"Her rainbow is
an assembly of blues."
- Heather Harvey
A contest entry
- Quote Inspired. by Naridill.
650 points, ended September 15, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Hmm.
I enjoyed this poem.
This was my favorite part:
"Dress your world in reds and violets.
be vain, be angry, be hateful..."
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