Hell is what you make it.

I'm going to hell
don't ask
don't tell
anyone why.

It was just a matter of how
and when I do
Previous attempts didn't work
so I'll try something new.

I hurt too many people
all of which are good
a good too many know me
from my old neighborhood.

I deserve to die
just like in Sweeney Todd
We all deserve to die
because we are all odd.

I've tried the noose
and the tree
but nothing
would kill me.

I tried the blade
to my wrists
but that just bade
bad misfortune.

I cannot die
that of which I'm sure
unless I die
by the hand of another.