Dyed Red

Dyed Red

A Poem by Aendraelyn Keibetsu


Filthy.

Dirty.

Unclean.

Scrubbing, skin burning,

he heard the words again.

It would have been better if they hadn’t stopped,

if they had continued,

the words.

If they had continued, and not have been dyed,

dyed red.

© 2015 Aendraelyn Keibetsu


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wow powerful... wondering what the words are and what exactly they meant to him! Is this a self inflicted wound, a lover scorning, an old friend, his parents? In the mystery there lies the beauty in this one. Very good.

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Added on November 14, 2015
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