My suicide

Sitting hear thinking
about how life would be
if i died tragically

no-one would care
no-one would cry
no-one would care
please let me die!

let me go
set me free
I'm dying inside
cant you see?

I'm sorry i got blood on your bathroom floor
I'm sorry bloody hand prints are up the door

see i changed my mind, but was too late
i saw the light and
god was to decide my fate

i hate god now
he can go to hell
all i wanted was to hear was that Church bell

but now i sit here in this hospital bed;
thinking deeply that i should be dead

i look down at the bandages on my arm,
trying to stay calm

within seconds i broke down in tears
ripped off my bandages with no fears,
yanking my stitches out one by one,

i spotted a tray with operation tools,
i new what to use, I'm no fool
i grabbed the scalpel and cut deeper

falling to the ground
screaming in pain
the doctors rush in
their minds i stain

i don't remember anything after that
all i know is god made me cum back!