Every person has a story,
Each person has a life,
I'd want my words to be gory,
To end with a beautiful knife

I would want my story to be  a tragedy,
For everyone to know the Monster I have become,
I would want my setting to be dark and cloudy
Instead of a glorious translucent sun

I would want every one to feel the pain
The suffering that I have sought,
My life is a never-ending train,
Racing with each and every thought

I would want by enemies to feel each cut,
That has laid upon my wrist,
The scars that I have,
Still fate with a sick twist

I would want them to feel my heart that has broken,
Broken right apart,
To hear the silent words that I have spoken,
The sick and wonderful art

Most of all I would want them to remember my name,
To have it creep within every nightmare,
To feel an agonizing shame,
Because they are the one to **blame