Take me,
Take me slowly.
Death awaits me and I feel overjoyed.
Slowly I wish to die,
For I want to say goodbye.
I deserve this slow death,
It was nothing compared to life.
As I say goodbye,
I know I can stop ending my life.
I am the one who smokes the cigarette,
I am the one who swallows the pills,
I am the one who gets little sleep,
I am the one that cuts open her own skin.
I know you will miss me,
At the moment I don’t care.
How much do I matter,
You wished me dead?
This feeling so overwhelming,
My tears start to fall.
Never again will I see you,
Because I know you will not fall.
My friends will visit me in heaven,
While you will not,
On earth will you stay,
Your corpse I hope will rot.
