Red (III)

Red (III)
from Colors
By Nabil Abou Baker
6/10/2010

I grabbed the flawlessly sharp knife and brought it closer to my wrist.
“Go ahead, no ones gonna give a shit!
Do it!
What are you gonna chicken out.
Oh yeah – that’s right you never finish anything.
Just like you won’t finish this, now!
You never had any guts!”
“That’s not true –“
“What?
Are you blind and stupid?
No one gives you a minute of their time,
Not your mother, brothers or sisters.
No one.
Not your friends nor stupid annoying teachers.”
“Shut up.”
A tear for every person who supposedly knew me
Ran down my face as
Red ran down my arms
And to the carpeted ground.