Code Red

Code red “Code Red!” she screamed as the gun fell from her hand “i don't deserve this go away, let me be by myself for awhile. what have i done? i'm so lonely.” she rages in an unpadded room for the thrill “i hate you! get the hell out! i didn't mean that. i hope you stay for awhile. do you forgive me? f**k you－cover it up. i didn't mean that. i'm sorry－i go crazy sometimes. i love you so much. i hate you, cover it up. i didn't mean that. i don't know why you put up with me. get out of my life.” code red: two words that sum up our lives sometimes a panicked sense we all know. no one takes the blame. no one deserve the blame. it's just something that happens.