a friend of mine wrote this poem i thought it was good maybe you will too

[cry_as_i_cut]

Here inside my self-distructing machine,
I am unable to breathe, and unable to scream,
hopelessly caught in a suicidal dream,
totally hypnotized, by death's painted scenes.
The pictures of me, i sense and see,
forever tangled in Lucifer's web,
humming tunes of childhood tales,
while the sorcerer slices up my head.
"suicidal dream"

Watching the pictures change,
i float in a river of my own blood,
pulled in the torrid currant,
and engulfed by the forceful flood.
Engaging myself in a final toast of goodness,
which i forsake to all,
i raise my cup of poison,
and into the abysmal,
pit i fall.

Disease infected dungeons,
immediately open their doors,
deliriously, laughing,
I crawl upon their slippery floors.
As i lie in my bed of tortures,

Death comes to me,
I am caressed by timelessness, with a black, cold kiss,
in the arms of horror, eternally!

it was written by Lorraine Lotti
hope you guys liked it too