Silver to Red
Silver to red
Silver to red
Staring at the wrist that bled
A day to fast
A night to cry
Looking up to the sky asking God, “Why?”
Black, purple and blue
The colors of your newest bruise
A knot here
A knot there
Nobody will notice, nobody will care.
A pill on your left
A pill on your right
Soon you’ll be in heaven, taking flight
Finger and thumb
Gun and Bullet
Becoming numb, you finally pull it.
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