My pain i have found a cure for thee...The slashing of my wrists and my juggular....
The sorrow people have been giving me is killing me slowly....I am dieing a painfull death of thousands..
I shall release my pain in the blood of innocent and myself....The sick and twisted mind of me is full of death...
I take my knife out and look at you....Would u even care if i slash my wrists...
I told you I loved you and you said You loved me too...Could it have been tricks to toy with me...
Looking at you i begin to cut and i see not one tear in your eye...I begin to cry at seeing how i was played...
I yell to the world F**K IT and slash my throat....Blood gushing from my throat i begin to smile...
Knowing now i am going to be gone and the world will be better...I take one last look at you and....
Die with a smile on my face...
