Death-Who Is Up For A Nice Bloody One?

[sage_willow_cat]

I Wish I Was Dead Sometimes
When Im Laying Alone At Night
Don't Give Me That Knife And Tempt Me
You Never Know, I Just Might

In The Dark I Sit And Think
About The Things I Haven't Done
The Things I Wish I Never Did
I Wish Could Be Undone

I Hold This Piece Of Metal
Tightly In My Hand
I Watch the Blood Run Down My Arm
Time Passing With a Grain Of Sand

I Remind Myself Of The People I Would Disapoint
And The Things I Would Miss If I Left
But The Things That Make Me Want To Leave
Are The Most Powerful I Have Felt

This Shiver Of Cold Runs Down My Spine
And I Feel My Blood Pumping Through My Viens
I Feel So Desperate And So Lost
But I Couldn't Bear For My Mother To Find My Remains

It Would Break Her Heart
And Bring Her World Down
How Quickly It Could Be Over
Without Ever Making A Sound

But I Hold On To Life
If Even Just For Her
What Would Have Happend If I Did It
I Will Always Wonder

And Each Day When I Wake
I Think About It More And More
The Thought Of Me Laying
Lifelessly On The Floor