Colors of a Suicide

One little line
Goes up and down
Her little wrist
Bleed out the pain
Breathe in relief

Feel the blade
Bite the skin
Her pain inside
Now pouring out
She sinks to the floor

Blood is spilling
Pain rushing out
Red surrounds her
Everything else
Fades to gray

Red turns to black
She's spiraling down
Everything blurs
As she slips into
Her final peace

Awake in a world
Hectic and rushed
Her safety in black
Replaced by white
Glaring all around

Everything's pure
What she'll never be
White walls
White bandage
Wrapped around her arm

One little line
Red against white
Starts soaking through
The blood still runs
A promise for tomorrow