With a life that wants to be released
Released in to the darkness
So it will no longer feel the pain
The hurt and the agony deep inside
The gleam of metal flashes in the eye
The shining blade of my demise
Slowly sliding across my flesh
The wrists that need to bleed
Porcelain skin turns to red
As my blood drains
From the veins of my soul
The pain is comforting
And suddenly it becomes
Numbing to the senses
Until the last drop falls
And I feel pain no more.
Written by Angela Ostrander ©1998
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