• Paint me a picture


    Drip drip on the kitchen floor
    As she looks at the blade of the knife.

    No matter how hard you try, you fail
    Even if you try your best, your never good enough.

    The words echo through her head, as tears blend with the blood
    The salty tears mixed with the sweet crimson color, splashing her memories.

    As the last breath of her pain releases her lungs, she shivered as the cool knife dropped
    No matter how hard you try you can never add up to the wants and needs of your peers.

    No matter how hard you try to measure up to your family's eyes, your friends or your lovers
    It wont matter. They will all leave some day. Some day.

    So as she stares at the bloody mess on the floor, she remembers one thing.
    One thing she wanted to do since she could walk.

    I painted a picture without any paint