When I tried to cut my vein and end my suffering. |
Locked in a chasm of pain and destruction I smile, I am about to die, arent I? Please hurry and take me, I am thankful for the blurry eyes and loss of blood, I am grateful that I am losing the clingy grip of my life, Where the fuck were you a long time ago? Where were you when i tried blowing my brains out? Where were you when I took the pills? Where the fuck were you when I tried to hang myself? I smile at my death because I see it! I see it as freedom from this mortal coil of pain, Life rapes me every day and cums inside me, Filling me with pain, anguish, and failures, I give birth to children. Bastards and little shits, Like insecurity, hatred, pain, attitude, neediness, I have been the vessel of all life's evil all my life, My pulse is slowing now and I can barely see, There are no angels meeting me, no choirs, Was it not good enough to torture me during my life? Now in death i have to be alone too? Wait! No! Stop! Take the paddles from my chest, I want to go to my eternal grave and finally rest! I feel a fucking shock and my heart beats again, I see beautiful blue demon eyes and I'm pissed, I ask the beautiful demon with the mask on her face, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU BRING ME BACK! I WAS HAPPY WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS DYING! I was finally free. I could finally fucking rest. I could finally sleep nightmareless and undesturbed. I know why now. Why I am meant to suffer this way, I am meant and made to suffer so the world can smile. . . And laugh at me. |