Polluting Your Memories

Look at these beautiful scars
Look at them bleeding for you
Look at these mutilated arms
That are dying to heal anew

These blades on the floor
They shine in your honor
These last few words I asphyxiate
Are spoken from the heart of a goner

And this blood on the floor
I bequeath it to you
As a sign of our love
And the pain I went through

These suicide notes
Stained with my agony
They are all you have of me
Your one last memory