Nails in your spine
Ripping through your heart
Tearing out your soul.
Wandering
Looking
Finding
Any means to end it all.
You fucking weakling.
You cant just slit the wrists
You cant just bleed your life out
You cant take any more pain.
What then
The heat of emotion is what drives
It drives true action
Action based on true feelings
Wait till tomorrow
Then you will settle.
Wait till tomorrow
So you can yet again mask that which truly attracts you.
A painless end.
A heavenly end.
An end to the pain.
A painless way to a heavenly end.
This is what you really want
One is thirsty when there is no water.
One is hungry when there is no food.
One is cold when there is no blanket.
One has pain when there is no cure.
Ironic how finding one of these
Will cause death,
When the others allow life.