Deep pain in the ground

Black words and the cold blade
scary blood and harshened pain
the words linger deeper
and my mind and soul grow weaker

stars above guide me tonight
as the heavens below kill me good
the darkened night gives off the slightest fright
as whatever is left is gone

blood and roses
what i want on my casket
when they lay me to rest
in the highest shame

the knife run cold
as it slits my wrist
the devil happy with his work
as the blood just slightly kissed

the razors work is good tonight
finally land right on the vein
as the bathtub fill with blood
just a few more and it will drain

as i grow weaker
the more blood is lost
just one more slit
and my whole life will quit

and when they bury my frightened soul
they will not remember me
they will remember what i did
and how i died
and never think it was worth it
BUT IT WAS