Red

She could never out run the red fear  nor could she from it hide.
Closed eyes can  not protect her from the red that would attack her from any hidden side.

She strained to avoid the anger she always seemed to attract.
Failing sadly  by the way side falling foul to his anger and attack.

Ever trying to walk gently not to wake the wrath. Silently creeping around keeping her head down making sure she was off the graph

The red just comes it gives no warning.
No reason or rhyme no chance for reconciliation on the dawning. Covered ears are no protection daydreams a fleeting cushion with gentler memories ripe for resurrection.

Even sunshine was no protection was there any point to this deception.
Thoughts of change to say enough and just walk out.
No she is weak and maybe addicted…… She will stay, without a doubt