No Slip

She wakes up in the morning
and walks right past the mirror.

she doesn't dare look

She's done some things in life
Shes not to proud of.

But it doesn't matter
She punishes herself for them

shes tried to die so many times...

shes lost count.

but she wont miss this time.

no chance for a slip.

no way that she could live this time.

because this time shes got a gun.

she just points it to her head.
says a little good-bye.

and with one bullet...her spirt flies.

*please commit I'm trying to be a better writer*