Ashia and Red

Red was the color that lay on the floor
Red like the dress I always wore
Red like the eyes given to me by my father
Red are the eyes he gave to his daughter
Red like my nails painted to match
Red like my his heart, sealed with a latch
Red like my child's eyes, shining like rubies
Red are the memories that often undo me
Red like the flame breathed from my horse
Red is the color not meant for remorse
Red is the color my sanity turned
Red is what happened when we learned
Red was the color that lay on the floor
After my knife stabbed you chest and your heart it tore