Mirror

The reflection in the mirror is of someone I no longer recognize
Its someone that I used to know,
Someone that I was very close to
That reflection is me...
But this person, this me, is covered in scars
Scars that can only come from the pain of life
And as I stare at the reflection in the mirror,
I do something that the old me would never have done
I grab my knife and pierce my stomach
The blood flows down as I watch
At first it bleeds in small droplets,
But then it flows in a steady stream,
I smile as I slip into emptiness,
As I leave this world in peace