Red Colour

With tears in her eyes,

She made a step forward.

But she felt something pulling her back.

But no, today she will not stop.

Today she will put all this to end.

Today, yes today is the day,

And this is the moment, the right moment,

When she should finally get her peace.

As her life had made her realise how worthless she was,

The only thing she has ever done is to cause troubles,

and troubles, "that's what this world says".

And that's what her heart says.

With determination she moved.

Took the knife from the fruit bowl.

And decorated her wrist with the red colour.

The red clour which signified death.

The red clour which atlast made her rest in peace.