I want to die.
To slice my wrists until I bleed out
I want you to have to suffer,
Seeing me there
I want to die.
To strangle myself, lack of oxygen
I want you to be sad,
Missing me
I want to die.
To not wake up
I want you to be remorseful,
Hating yourself
I want to die.
But then I remember,
I'm already dead,
you will never know.