3 Minutes of Despair

It feels so cool in my hand
Red tears, I like to see you flow
Your voice pushes me towards the edge,
reminds me why I'm doing this.

Is this the end, is it over?
Does it even matter?
It's the end of me,
the innocence of my soul is long gone.

Don't even tell me about pain
I wanna end this life seven times a day
Sometimes I want to ignore it
Yet your voice makes me focus again.

For it is strong
and it makes me powerful
and in control.

You don't even understand
or maybe you don't care
Those hurtful words have made the trick
Save your apologies for my funeral.

I hate you.