She dreamt of forever, of her name on the lips of the gods in a world filled with light

She was not an artist, but with one bullet birthed a crimson mural

Dripping slowly, a river of blood, teeth, and hair

Hands drag her downward, gasping for air

Her light fades

A daughter ripped from the void, left adrift in the sea

Nameless and abandoned in the undertow, she is free

Traumas crash around her like waves

Tides draw her into darkness, a welcome grave

She dreamt of forever, of her name on the lips of the gods, of not drowning alone

She was not an artist, but with one bullet birthed a crimson mural

We all drown alone

With the first shot, she made him her masterpiece

And with the second, she signed her name

She signed her name