Paint it Red

For Boi- thanks for sharing the images with me. 

Everyday I wonder in the cage that stays,

Left alone to rot with time at young age.

The spirit never leaves, it yearns for something or someone,

I want to be free but I'll never be,

You painted red on me.

I remember the wind blowing and summer time breeze,

The white dress you adorned me with,

Hasn't left its impression as yet.

My eyes were bare, you said it was rare,

I lived with it so long that now I have nightmares! 

I want to be free but I'll never be,

You painted red on me.

It was magic, mystery and madness,

Your tragic stories full of sadness!

I wanted you to be happy, I wanted to you to be mine, 

What had I done? Loved you like a fool bitch I was blind! 

I want to be free! And so I'll be

Once I return you'll see,

You will beg for mercy and I'll just smile

Babe you ain't getting any.