Basically dead

Colorful works of art
flow freely from my wrists
no one is gonna stop me
until the day I don't exist

I'm sinking in this ocean
of blood and past mistakes
my bleeding heart is wounded
from all its gruesome breaks

My bruises show my weakness
my scars show I can't hope
suicide is an option
and for me my only hope

My past is in the open
I regret it more each day
but dying's my obsession
it was meant to be this way

So forget my whole existance
take my name out of your head
cause though I'm alive and breathing
I basically am dead