Red Poem by Mila Bell

Guide me like a parent guides their kid
No longer can I be alone on this war field
flowers turned into guns
Let me live for once
my tongue was cut the day I could speak
But I wanted to say so much,
The words couldn't fit into me

I'm struggling to be myself,
And now I'm hiding inside
My thoughts will eat me alive,
I think it's the end of time
Flowers will turn into dust
No longer can I stay with us

I'm full of words
And my chest is bleeding
I got a hole right next to my heart
My feet can't hold me
No longer, oh god, why is it getting dark?

The choice between death and my dreams is too radical
What I would give to become perfect
"you haven't lived, have you? " -
the thought appeared and left
all I remember Is wounds,
Do you understand?

I believed, but all the prays were unheard,
And I left myself burning on the ground.
Never had my own thoughts,
people around gave me all of the words
but something wanted to fight it
from the ashes it rose
and now it's burning inside

i died, to be reborn
but reincarnation has not been invented yet
And now It's my last role
To give what I couldn't get