Mirror

I hate it

I look into the mirror, and hate the person that is staring back at me.
With every passing moment, the hatred intensifies.
It burns through my body, making me forget all that is rational.
I want to kill the person i see.
watch the life fade slowly from its eyes, as i rid the world of human garbage.
I see teh woorthlessness, and failure in its eyes,
i see the hurt and defeat too.
Ending teh figures life, i think, would be for the best.
I would end its suffering, permanently kill my hatred, and rid the world of a useless soul.
but for now, here i sit, staring at the face in the mirror.
I hate the mirror, and i hate the figure for showing me who i really am.
For making me see that i need to go.
yet, here i sit, because i'm a coward, and i'm selfish.