A different scarlet artist
collapses into herself...

Memories
floating...

Do i even have a reason to live?
Thoughts bouncing through my head...

A little angel
with pretty blue eyes...

Lovely little car wrecks
blazing red in the black night...

Vicious cycles lead to speaking-
talking in circular ways...

Will you stay with me?
and just hold on...

Promise me you'll always hold on
and that you'll always be my friend...

Color my mind green and yellow
like the daisies in the field...

Feet thumping
on hard packed ground...

Why won't the rainfall
wash away my pain...

Nothing left with which to heal
all her fairy dust is gone...