Roses are red, so is my wrist
Here’s all my love, with a slight twist
Razorblades draw scarlet pictures while I drink my booze
Downing nine or ten pills, what have I to lose?
I’m laughing as blood spills to the floor
Yet it leaves me empty and wanting some more
Tears stream down my face and I’m wanting to die
Fuck the “it’ll get better.” I know that’s a lie.
I don’t know anymore if this fake or for real
Can’t trust what I see, and can’t believe what I feel
Sinking deeper and deeper into my fears
Drowning in all of the pain and the tears
A fire is burning inside of my chest
Pleasure to pain, but pain none the less.
The ache of so many memories fading away,
And the dark lonely night to the bright brutal day
My heart is so hard it feels like cold stone
It beats to remind me I’m forever alone
Hope is lost in the disaster of my life
Brimming over with guilt, hurt and strife
Such a long road I’ve walked, so much blood I have bled,
To at the end of my odessey simply drop dead
My life is a pointless journey, meaningless in my mind,
There’s nothing I can do with it, there’s nothing to find.
It’s an illusion of me living to become nothing but dust
Full of tears, painful memories, death and marred trust
I look down at my bleeding arm and raise my blade high
And I shed a final black tear and breathe a shuddering sigh.
Then I dutifully slice open my veins and watch the life pour out red,
And laughing as my vision bleeds away, I’m suddenly dead.
Blood on the tile and a smile on my lips; last goodbye,
A happy departure from this earth, what a blessing to finally die.
Too long did I delay my torture, wasted too much time.
But now I’m finally happy, your suicidal valentine.
