Certain Suicide

 

The blade goes in

It starts off slowly

It starts off softly

Teasing me

 

Then it goes deeper

The pleasure is the pain

The metal is inside me

Harsh and inhumane

 

I’m begging and I’m pleading

Make me bleed; I need the bleeding

The blood is the drug

 

Now I’m numb to the pain

Of the slice of the knife

The knife that makes sense

In a world full of chaos

 

I scar my body

Life scars my mind

I want to leave this shit behind

 

Life is the virus with only one cure

It’s out of my reach, It is a locked door

Inside I’m dead,

Within I die,

The knife will let me say goodbye.