Not Unpertubed

She tried to drink her troubles away, she tried to smoke up her sadness into vapor

She made friends with everyone

And painted their days gold

She talked to people, she talked to herself, she talked to God and she talked to the walls

She lay in bed, not unperturbed

And drew orb-like flowers

As days went by and she grew older, felt she was getting wiser but just only colder

Numbers didn't matter, nor did people

For coloring her world was not needed

She drank until her fears haunted every childhood, teenage and adult memory

Until the nightmares failed to leave

And until her eyes finally closed