A sad solution?

It is still dark around the square
All is quiet and calm everywhere
just the occasional rustle of leaves
through dark clouds, the sun peeks
But soon hides again after preview
Was it because what's coming it knew?
Dark clouds gather ominously
The silence is broken suddenly

A solitary explosion rips through
shatters the peace the township knew
She lies still, perfectly motionless
Her face strangely happy, no stress
Her finger on the trigger locked
The barrel against her head propped
Relieved of her misery
Such a waste, such a tragedy