So i can't see a thing,
Poke a needle in my skin,
So i can hope to die,
Cut my skin with a razor blade,
And watch the blood pure from the wound,
drifting off to sleep,
Where demon lay and wait,
I feel the blood rising up inside of me,
this weaking state make me want to suffocate,
I hate the pain but the truth is i still remain,
I want to die and that is why i think of suicide,
I live in agony the torment that will set me free,
This is why i close my eyes and stab my self with needles
This isn't a game this is the real thing,
I'm blinded by the hate as i start to suffocate,
take the breath out from my chest,
take a razor and cut it open and peel the flesh,
For life has no meaning for me no more,
The agony of life is to much to bare,
I see the blood drip on the floor,
O God O God I want some more,
I'm so numb from the pain,
I can't feel a thing,
So let me bleed,
Drift and die,
With my thought
of suicide,
