Colors Of A Broken Girl

Staring into the blood stained glass,
Shimmering on the ground.
Colors of my life reflect in you,
Colors of a broken girl

With every slice on my wrist, a Crimson liquid bleeds,
Reminding me, so horridly, of my humanity,
With every scar, that leaves a pinkish taint,
I'm told I've failed before.

With every tear that shimmers an aqua blue,
I feel a pain within my chest,
With every bruise I get, an ugly black,
I'm re-told that I'm too weak.

With every glare, from eyes of hazel and green,
I find myself feeling alone,
So now on the floor, it's a comforting brown,
As I know it's the end of it all.

So shimmering glass, keep me safe,
Make me feel like I'm not alone,
because the final color, is burning orange,
like the fires that burn in hell.