A slash or two into my skin,
And maybe you'll let me breathe again,
Let the blood pour like ink from my veins,
As my body endures the simplest of pains,
Cry not one tear through my own eyes,
Slip slowly into silence under its disguise,
Let the red flow like a river in flood,
Have my body reconnect with its own blood,
Have the darkness cloud over my sight,
And let me fade like I did many nights,
Let this time be the last breath I take,
Have this be the time that I don't wake.
