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I wanna cut my wrist,
and bleed out my emotions.
in my heart, all i feel are angry explosions.
no point to love, to try anymore,
i want to die, i am so sore.
i close my eyes as i gently touch the blade,
i think of that mistake i made.
that one mistake, trusting you,
i knew everything would come unglued.
i never did have the heart to hate,
but now i despise you, its too late.
cant go back now, cant change time,
you got what you wanted, you'll be fine.
i stick the knife into my heart,
i feel no pain, im numb, and already pulled apart.
the blood flows out, leaving a puddle,
all i can do is wait, no struggle.
i lay there peacefully wanting death,
i whisper "i hate you" with my last breath.