I keep feeling an invisible knife.
slit my wrist.
open my veins.
cut me down to pieces.
warm blood flow down my arm.
the end nearly here.
a smile coming across my face.
a sick demented mind.
as i drift into a sleep.
that will last forever.
i finally feel free.
if only this wasn't make believe.
but a reality.
so open fire on my life.
throw your knives.
aim to hit.
ill go the limit.
to make this legal.
its my number one fantasy.
for me to be murdered.
