I deserve this pain,
Wicked, oppressive.
Dying alone,
With no one to care.
The blood's still warm upon my wrists,
But no one's here, no one to see.
I've done this to myself,
Many a time.
But no more times to come,
No more blood to spill.
An end,
Eternal rest.
Never to feel again,
No more pain.
It's over,
Forever.
Deeper darker,
Than ever before.
Never again to see the light,
Though it's been sometime.
No faking to love or even like,
No more shit to go through.
No more dealing,
Or pretending to.
The last chapter in my life,
Is being slowly written.
On a page soaked with blood,
Unreadable, unthinkable.
But it happened,
And will never happen again.
Not here, not now,
Or anywhere.
The pain is gone,
Or do I just like it?
I cared, I loved,
I got hurt.
I hated, I won,
But I always hurt more.
No one in this world cares,
Well maybe a few.
Or do they?
Do they pretend too?
Is their knife their best friend,
Always there?
No, they're normal,
And fake.
Living the high life,
Away from me.
The blood keeps pouring,
I've never seen so much.
I don't care.
It's kind of cool actually.
What will they think?
When they find me.
Fuck it,
I'll laugh.
No wait,
I won't be there.
Oh yeah.
Gone forever,
That's the idea.
 
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