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Roses are red, so is my wrist

Here’s all my love, with a slight twist

Razorblades draw scarlet pictures while I drink my booze

Downing nine or ten pills, what have I to lose?

I’m laughing as blood spills to the floor

Yet it leaves me empty and wanting some more

Tears stream down my face and I’m wanting to die

******** the “it’ll get better.” I know that’s a lie.

I don’t know anymore if this fake or for real

Can’t trust what I see, and can’t believe what I feel

Sinking deeper and deeper into my fears

Drowning in all of the pain and the tears

A fire is burning inside of my chest

Pleasure to pain, but pain none the less.

The ache of so many memories fading away,

And the long lonely night to the bright brutal day

My heart is so hard it feels like solid stone

It beats to remind me that I’m forever alone

Hope is lost in the chaotic disaster of my life

Brimming over with anguish, guilt, hurt and strife

Such a long road I’ve walked, so much blood I have bled,

To at the end of my odyssey simply drop dead

My life is a pointless journey, meaningless in my mind,

There’s nothing I can do with it, there’s nothing to find.

It’s an illusion of me living to become nothing but dust

Full of brokenness, painful memories, death and marred trust

I look back down at my bleeding arm and raise my blade high

And for one final time I shed a black tear and breathe a shuddering sigh.

Then I dutifully slice open my veins and watch the life pour out red,

And laughing as my vision bleeds away, I’m suddenly dead.

Blood on the tile and a smile on my lips as a last goodbye,

A happy departure from this earth, what a blessing to finally die.

Too long did I delay my torture, wasted too much time.

But now I’m finally happy, your suicidal valentine.