I feel the hate deep down inside,
Feel the lies,
Feel the betrayal.
I made up my mind,
I want to die.
Be six feet under,
No longer see life.
Death would be the sweetest thing,
To bleed to death,
To feel the pain.
To watch the bright red blood drip from my wrists.
To stare at the ceiling, and silently say my farewells to this life.
I'm leaving now,
Departing from earth.
The demons are quickly greeting me.
I will miss you. Good-bye and please know that I really loved you.
As I take my last breath,
My head goes to the side.
I slowly close my eyes.
My spirit is gone.
