Red

She grew up only to see that color
red was now her companion.
It followed her, drained her
but gave meaning to her existence.
At 12 she experienced blood gliding down
from the mean of her legs, red.
Scared, amazed, exited
At 18 she cuts her hand
heartbroken, blood, red.
At 23 she gets married
the color binds her now, red.
Red was no more her favorite color
it took away her innocence,
it took away her freedom.
Red was a restriction.