Blood

Blood dripping through my bones
More blood fastly dripping from my wrists as the razor goes deeply into my wrist
The sorrow of my life drips like blood going to my brain
Anything I look at turns into silver bullet,to my head,the end,because I'm meant to be dead.
No purporse of living anymore because I'm meant for no purpose
Let the blood splatter to shreds cuz my famous last words are I'm glad to be DEAD!