Red. That is the colour that comes to mind when I think of how a certain person in my life makes me feel. Does he even realize the pain that he has caused? How his actions have impacted us?
Does he expect us to just sit here and play along to the music in his head like everything is okay?
The truth is that everything isn’t okay. The colours are all gone, the only colour I see is red.
My mother always said that when you see the red you need to run as far away as you can before it consumes you. It is like a fire, once it starts burning, it spreads everywhere until you can’t breath anymore.
All I can say is the fire is burning and there does not seem to be a way to put it out.