New Year's Eve party.
With the popular kids.
That you don't know well.
But your boyfriend's going,
and you need to go too.
(for a New Year's kiss,
of course.)

Your favorite pair of jeans
because they are easy to dance in.
Your best floral tank top
because it's brand new
(and it's cold out, so you can
have an excuse to wear his jacket.)

Coral blush
because it looks good with
your skintone.
Purple eyeliner
because it makes your eyes pop.

And french manicure,
(your very first one!)
Done by your older sister,
aided with scotch tape
for the tips.
(It makes your hands look pretty,
and official,
like your best friends mom.)

and Death looked her
in the eyes,
what way will you go?
already knowing her answer.

the silent loud chaos
swirling in mind,
reminding her all the time.

make it stop
she whispered,
but Death just smiled.

i can't

she closed her eyes,
and Death dug it's graceful,
long fingers inside the
hole that was left.

please

she knew what was coming,
but gasped all the same.

*I Won't.