This yellow room is full of pain

That I’ve locked in it so I won’t feel it again.

Torn from my bursting soul

Yet making me feel more whole.

My painful memories become just that

Memories I forget, they don’t shape the place I’m at.

Who I am revolves only around red

Red is happiness, peace, free of dread.

Red is not empty; red is not bare.

When I hurt, I cry out “Take me there”.

Keep me warm, keep me safe, and

Set me free by taking your hand.

For when I feel no hope at all,

When into my yellow room I begin to crawl,

This red cape wraps and covers me

To set me free.

Loneliness don’t enter here.

Loneliness is my only fear.