(Blue's painting "Empty Canvas"^)

Suffocating
My life is colorless
As bland as a rock
My soul feels as if
It's been stuffed in a sock

If I were a bear
Eternal hibernation
But since I'm a person
I'm now suffocating

I walk down the path
To Blue's blue garden pond
I will swim with the fish
Before I move on

Down at the pond
I float on the water
My life I will end
I push myself under