That Truthful Painting.

Canvas once white.
Now burned with angry images.
From an deppressed figure.
Who feels alone.
In this Darkness.

The quick strokes,
Which only she can understand.
The blood red colors.
Marks her future,
Fade to Black.

And when she's finished.
It's the most beautiful painting
That shes ever seen.
She knows she's finished.
With Everything.

The blade is picked up.
Pressed against her scarred flesh.
Clean blade,
Now burned crimson.
And she falls to the ground.

The canvas once white,
Now shows an image of,
A beautiful girl lying
Next to a beautiful picture..
Blooded red.

How truthful that painting was.