Ripped pale skin and veins
Cry a bright river of blood
Peaceful yet strong streams
Until the scene coloured late sunset
And my skin drowned in red
Exhausted breath
Stupefied, dark eyes
Dried tears
Or that metal shiny machine!
With trigger to beckon the bullet
That fits just perfect, like
T'was especially for my nervous hand
and for my useless head!
Let my flesh stain the earth
Pull the trigger, go on
Ending everything
In a snap, gone!
Maybe a killer liquid will do
Or lavish on tablets and pills
As if they can **** the demons within me
or heal who's ill inside
Death no more brings horror
To crave it like dream
That dark desire creeps
In my little, crowded mind
Polluting every corner
Until the smokes become fire
And burn the entire
Leaving me empty, insignificant
Perhaps, "All was nonsense,"
Oh, the torment of dying!
Its agony is nothing
Wildly nothing to that of
When I was living