Mirror, Mirror, on the wall

Written mere moments before my daughter was born, my depression completely consuming, until with the first breath and first cry it all washed away and the world around me became so clear

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall

Reveal to me, the shittiest being of all

You show me my own reflection

Its evil incarnate to perfection

I grab paper and a pen

Think of those i hurt and write of them

The souls I have darkened could fill lists

I grab a small blade and start to slit my wrists

As i stand here bleeding

I can't stop weeping

Life wasn't always this bad

There was a time when i wasn't so sad

What led me to this

What happened to my life of bliss

No necessary words will be left unsaid

Fore soon i will lie dead

So once again I ask

For you to do your task

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall

Why should I even live at all?