Cut out my tongue to watch me choke and sputter.
Bleeding to death has always been one of my fantacy's.
A noose would never do, no, nor would a gun.
With the tub filled with blood, I'll go down in history.
Slit my wrists, be sure to sever the vein.
None of my past wounds have ever been deep enough.
I've learned the hard way how fucking pointless life is,
and for relief it'll take just one fine, deep cut.
None of you will miss me, this much I know.
So I might as well end the burden for us all
Fuck your lies, games, and hypocracy,
You've once again taught me how to crawl.
You'll never know the hatred that stains my heart,
it's all going to end in such fucking bliss.
Point your fingers and make accusations,
Sure I did it, but I'm pleading the fifth.
At least it wont be my mess to clean,
and with a mouthfull of dirt, I'll say no more.
I'll make the first page on the fucking paper.
Earn my fame and shame once I hit the floor.
What a tragedy it will be once my worthless heart stops beating.
but I've been dead long before all of this, I'm sure.
Just a bloody fucking disaster is the picture perfect scene,
draw the chalkline around where I choked on my last words.
by
Babigurlbrokenposted on 10/29/2009
Suicides are never on the front page.
"At least it wont be my mess to clean"
Kinda selfish, don't ya think?