If I am too harsh. Simple.
If I am too soft. Simple.

But is it simple when I am vengeful?
It is simple when I am hurt.
It is easy and plain when I sit and take the beating or the slap to the face.

Oh how do I maintain sanity?
Simple.
It is red and is splattered all around.
Can you name it?
It is simple.

What is simple is the state of mind one has when hurt.
The vengeance, forever burns into one's memory what another has done.
What everyone has done to them.
Simple?
No...
Contradicting?
Simply a maybe.

Why do I write?.
Simple to keep from painting my favorite color all over the place.
Simply to keep sane.
Simply to remember every scar every burn, and every wound.

Simple?
No?
Yes?
Maybe?
Oh well.
Simple.