Marinette is good again,
Like I always knew she was.
But Jasmine has turned against us,
Ophelia got shot.

Then Marinette shot Jasmine,
Only in the leg,
So don't worry about her, but
Ophelia's now dead.

Every time I close my eyes,
Again, the gunshot sounds,
Images of her falling,
With a bullet wound.

Other people fell before me,
Taking over my mind,
Some had their eyes open but,
Mother, they are blind.

First it was Father,
His hip a mess of blood,
His own mum behind the trigger,
Mother and son.

Then it was Juliet,
Lying beside her old friend.
Zaida fired that bullet,
Luckily it wasn't the end.

Of course I then saw you,
Trying to hide your pain.
A bullet and a nightmare
Rattling through my brain.

Every time I close my eyes,
Again, the gunshots sound,
Images of fallen people,
Their blood on the ground.