Slow

I slowly tie a rope around a tree
I slowly tie it around me.
I take the rope off my neck and decide i'm gonna cut my wrist instead.

Soon the razor slides across my wrist all i see is a red mist.
Someone comes in and opens the door because they see dark red seeping throgh my bedroom floor.

I lay there quite and bloody.,
I start to shake violently.
My eyes finally go black
I realzie there's no turning back.

I succed at my task
now i can rest in peace at last.