Blue like a beautiful pool
Of clear, sparkling water
My tears drip off of my face
And down onto the floor

What happens when your whole life is gone?
And you are the one to blame?
What do you do when dawn breaks free?
And you think you’ve survived the night?
Do you smile?

Purple like the intense royalty
Of a king and a queen
My numb veins pulse
Wanting nothing but to surface
And watch me as I wither

What do you do if all you want is death?
And all you have is life?
What do you do if all you want is life?
And all you have is a knife?
Do you use it?

Yellow like the extreme grace
Of the waxing moon
My eyes glow with fire
And burn inside my head

How do you get across the river?
If all the bridges have been burned?
How do you even look back?
If your neck has been snapped?
Do you try it?

Red like the delicate blooms
Of a silky, winter rose
My blood blankets my flesh
Warming me in my despair

How do you go on?
Knowing time is standing still?
How do you deal with the pain?
When the knife hasn’t been removed?
Do you embed it?

White like a graceful blanket
Of perfect, ivory snow
My innocence comes back to me
But vanishes again like a ghost

How do you walk away from your fears?
When you can’t even stand?
How do you escape the waves?
After you’ve sunk into the sand?
Do you breathe?

Green like a flowered plain
Sprinkled with purity
My envy burns as I close my eyes
Remembering the past actions of my life

What do you do with a bleeding wound?
That just keeps getting deeper?
How do you deal with sadistic dreams?
That only get you nowhere?

Black like an ebony clock
Time ticks by as I lay
I’m the bringer of my last breath
As I forget to remember this day