Life Happens.

Procrastinate
then you lie to yourself
Your this solider; fall
Crept circumstance
Arrogant mood swings
Justified
Wipes sweat
Raises gun.
Hold shoulders back.
Slams body into floor
Reaches
Shots fired.
Looks at her lifeless hand
a few feet away; detached

Smokey tears run down her charcoal face
She can't cry.
She opens her mouth.
No one hears.
She sucks in the air
Sudden spoofs,
Breeze of wind
blinds her
Her one hand looks weak

She rolls into a bottom lit pit.
she DIES;
with her mouth open.
Her heart still breathing;
but her pulse dead.
Life Happens.
Not every solider makes it.