Dark thoughts enter my mind
Thrills of Death flutter about
Tears roll down your cheeks
As the last breath escapes my chest

How to end it all in one fell swoop
That is the question of the ages
A rope around the neck to asphyxiate
Maybe a bit of cyanide passed between my lips

Down the road, across the street
Blood stains litter the floor in pools
Soak them in warm water instead of cold
"The faster, the better" I always say

Douse them in bleach to cinch the pain
You can recover from physical more than mental
Except with pills when you overdose
Choose your poison and choose it well

There are no second chances in the game of Life
Only one method to end it all
He stands at the door in his robe
You just bought your one-way ticket to Hell