The azure skies are her day,
externally.
Katrina Tornado is her companion,
internally.

She saw rainbow in people,
externally,
sometimes internally.
Sometimes she saw blue in people,
red, grey even rainbow,
but she knew only grey and black in her.

She sees the world as a warm desolated place constantly.
People see the world as a warm place,
sometimes a cold place.
She has eyes of black coffee; empty.

She yearns for rainbow internally,
but she has walked the abyss,
so her heart is devoid of colours.

She's the ****** up ones.