NOT red.

hello.
time has flew by like it always does. 
well not always.
i remember a time when time walked with a cane. 
& to be frank.
i truly don't miss those days.
secluded and NOT free.
anything but not FREE.
the last time we met my gown was bleu.
somehow it went from bleu to red.
Red. I just laughed in my mind.
i've never worked so hard to get away from everything bleu.
the changes where dramatic.
& even black at times.
i wonder.
why does one have to experience something so tragic to travel back home?
i don't know.
however the struggle is non-fictional.
i played the role of vanity.
a fool.
my travels were high & low.
LOW mostly though.
i felt the ground kiss my left cheek. 
the journey back was most intense.
i even stopped to pray.
i cried along with the rain.
what i really would like to say is.
hello bleu.
i'll never travel with RED again.
honestly.
we just didn't fit.