Feeling cold
admiring the walls
of the broken down image
staring back at me in the mirror
i see a reflection of a little lost girl
wondering were to go
were follows no cold
whimpers and shouts
hatred and decease
leave me please
she says
get away from me
and take this pain away from
under my vains
its floating and infecting
the image and despair
get away from me please
im a lonely girl
please leave me
she says
she sees the gun in the floor
walks to it
and stands aside the door
do you belave in god
she asked
pull the trigger
bang!
....shes gone ....
