Within my rhyming words of black
And red cut from my vein
Lies my eulogy of crap
Wrought from fates worst pain.

Sucked out of my tears of ink
And written in cursed despair
A suicide note, a morbid stink
On paper to none who care.

Black on white my pen it bleeds
Dye on a crumpled page
A loathsome rhyme, planting death seeds
In a heart all torn from rage.

Here is written, my empty soul
Here is written, my last breath
Rotted ink in my story told
In Scathing words of my death.

So discard my remains, in earths box
and cover me with no tears
Put no inscription on my rock
As I am not worth the years.

Don’t say goodbye for I never was
For this life I lived in vain
On painted lines I write because,
This night I die again.