Gunshot
Blue washes down her face
Red down her arms
She is just a disgrace
All she does is harm
Yellow spreads across the sky
But does not warm her skin
She whispers a soft goodbye
Why try if you can’t win
Green is underneath her feet
As the wind blows through her hair
She wonders briefly who she’ll meet
And then realizes she doesn’t care
Black is what she sees
Cold and empty inside
She cannot fight, she cannot flee
Just enough to blow her mind