~*~Color Of~*~

The color of my confession
Ran red as the day fell
dark. I pushed you,
pushed you.
Down and down
the way came dark
Thrusting into the
empassioned, blushing bride.
And in the tears the
child pushed to see
her fears alive.
The color of confession
spread black as morning dawn.
And try I might, still,
I tried. And pushed and
pushed again.
Little boy, blued,
Bruised and torn,
Lay dying on the floor.
And the color of confession
Lit like pearly morn.
Laugh, because I
push you, I push you.

And down and down
we fall.

We fall.