Together by myself,

Each part I’ll gather,

I’ll move up to the loft,

One simple ending.

A place where I never began,

A place where I will end,

A place to feel soft,

A place, up in my loft…

I’ll open my veins,

In the hope – The hope – someone will see my pain,

I’ll no longer spend time with a cry,

Instead, I’ll meet my new bestfriend, her name is Die.

The sword of time,

My veins all open,

Throw me a dime for each line,

Suicide is painless.

No more veins to cut,

Someone, somewhere, pull me from this rut,

Feel my blood no longer bleed,

No one will ever, feel my pain.

Because suicide is painless.