Crimson Myth

I wrote this when I was mad. So it says a bit of my emotions.

Crimson red
Stains the sky
Yet shadows and darkness
Surround me
Watching
Waiting
For their time to strike
Yet I remain strong
Guarding myself
With walls that can't be broken
Sturdy and
Always protecting
Guarding my serets
With all I can
Hiding them
Forever and always
Until they become just a dream
Fading from reality
Till they become
Just a myth.