Only in Death Comes True Bliss
Close your eyes, go to sleep.
Pain can’t last, past the week.
I know your hearts dropped, stomach filled with dread.
Knife to your wrist, gun to your head.
Take a deep breath, pull the trigger.
A few more seconds and the blood will get bigger.
All over the floor, bright red.
You thought I was fine, but now I’m dead…
