• She blinks,
    Utterly oblivious of the pain she's causing us.
    The pain she's causing her family.
    Her friends.
    One note,
    A few scattered words,
    Written with a pen,
    Spitting out ink like a machine.
    The note,
    Telling her family goodbye,
    Telling them why
    She took her life.


    Wings flutter
    The sky bursts forward
    Her hair blows back in the wind
    Dragons breathe
    The prince smirks
    And pulls forth his blade
    The sun shines a golden yellow
    It warms and bring peace
    To the never-ending war
    Man against beast.


    Tell me
    Who hurt you?
    Why does it seem your favorite color
    Is red?
    Scars?
    A blade?
    Fountians and stains
    Onto the hardwood
    Why?
    Is the ultimate question,
    Tell me.