The red field

Away from the rightness
Ahead from the sight
Above any idea
Among crowds of pretended twisted minds
crying for the untold.



Just an untold secret,
the one that most of them
will never hold.



The one that will remain untold
forever....although
it has been whispered
softly in your ear.



Over the red field
of the untold secret.
You and me, both...in a painful anger full of joy



I hate you in red, even more