A girl with a gun and nowhere to run The last bullet loaded, a mission to be done Completion will defeat her demons, her beast, The voice that keeps her awake at night, prevents her sleep
It compels and yells at her, gets her to cut Her wrists are slit and she knows its ****** So she clicks the safety off, and draws the slide The bullet and her skull like planets collide
Looking down at her body, she sees the blood A tidal wave of red, a sluggish flood Her sight fades to black, and then it's gone The weight off her chest and in Death; alone