Hate me, Kill me, Fuck me.
Carving words into my flesh, drawn in blood, scar my mind with twisted thoughts.
Life and death, perfect balance.
Destroy my balance, send me hurtling towards the end.
Beyond the point of no return I look back to wave, but I am too far gone to see what might have been.
You can't see the anguish on my face as I slip and fall.
Away, down to drown in sorrow.
Choking now on my own blood, gasping for breath.
Smiling at the pain, laughing in the face of death, crying in grief for the things not yet done, and those left to be started.
Few will mourn my loss, why did you even care?
Blood drips from my many cuts, staining my words, but not smearing their meaning.
My want to continue living is nagging me, but my want to end my suffering is stronger.
I see no reason to be a burden any longer, alone, forgotten by friends.
Fuck you all
I am sick of your constant bullshit and decit.
Pain, and pleasure from the pain intoxicate me.
I love it, but hate it.
Long for it, but fear it.
Twisting my body with pain.
self indulged,
feel the rush,
see the light.
So this is the end.
Good-bye