Diamond rings and razorblades
Death so beautiful
Death so quick
Lying in a pool of blood
Drenched in sorrow, drenched in tears
Twirling razorblade rings 'round my fingers
Slipping them into my mouth
Pearls of blood, so radiant
As they drop to the linoleum floor.
Suicide.
Blood flows freely from my wounds.
Death.
A thought in the back of your mind
You want to know what its like
To be free of pain
Free of the sorrow
Free of this body which binds you to this earth
Borderline.
Between fantasy and reality
Your own little world
Where you can be free.
Your vision becomes blurred
And your heart starts to slow
When you finally reach the place of your dreams.