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I write in red to symbolize the blood in my body, which always boils due to my constant hatred to this hypocritical world I am forced to live in. The gore in these mind movies that play in my head like a sci-fi monster movie marathon tempt me to release my hatred on all who surround me.

This blue is for my sad emotion that would have changed my life. The times that I should've cried are scarred on my body like hieroglyphics. The sight of losing a friend to a reckless driver does not affect me. The pain affiliated with dying amuses me and the thought of death makes me laugh to the point that my eyes release the pacific.

Black the worldwide color that is infamous for trouble. It stands for the condition my heart is in from bad choices over the years. A black heart that is ready to break within the chest leaving the body cold. That is exactly what I am on the verge of. An emotionless outer body that feels no pain externally or sympathy for other humans that inhabit this earth. One more incident will lead to the total annilation of this Ira that you know. Then Zhade will come to replace all the memories of the former innocent boy who people envied!!