Begining Of Time

Silent Suicide [part 2]

Reflecting by candle light
After all these years without sight
Blinded by reality and filled with lies
I ponder, should I take my own life?
So easy now, looking down at the knife
A cool breeze to my face as I enter the night
Tears they flow, but why do I cry
I fear not death, I am ready to die
Slide the razor to my wrists, I blink not a eye
Devine beings becon me to the sky
Now I begin my silent suicide
Crimson tears shatter on the floor
For now, I am no more

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