Ruby Red Blood
As i bring the razor closer to my wrist, my heart pounds
Not in fear
But with glee
This is that which is going to put my tortured soul out of pain,
Put me in an eternal rest
I make a swift move with the razor
The last thing I see is the ruby red blood,
And then blackness
I am at peace at last
As i bring the razor closer to my wrist, my heart pounds
Not in fear
But with glee
This is that which is going to put my tortured soul out of pain,
Put me in an eternal rest
I make a swift move with the razor
The last thing I see is the ruby red blood,
And then blackness
I am at peace at last
I would not actually do that, but it does come to mind sometimes when I am in great sarow, or inraged.
