It's so sad when you have to fight yourself
It's so hard to fight the demonic presence that holds you
That diminishes all hope
Until your only salvation is death
A cold dark abyss and I just want to hurry the fall
To plummet so fast I die upon impact
The glorious crack of my head splitting open
Resounding with its perfect echoes
Knowing I finally did something right
Knowing I finally had control over something
Could control the outcome
To know I had finally ended my pain
To hope I did something that would destroy my tormentors
To know I had successfully taken my life
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