"Kiss the Barrel"
You'll die just anyway you can
Ruination of yourself
Is your only plan
In your violent, violet eyes
There is pain
To the very end
Your so cold
That you can't have any friends
You'll fight 'till your
Very strength
Runs out
But you'll awake again
In stitches and wonder how
That came about.
So, take this gun
Aim at your head
You don't care because you're already
Halfway dead.
Not today?
Then take this pill:
Liquored up:
It will go down nice.
Try:
Razorblades to your skin
Ecstatic, deeper slice
Watch the blood run,
A smile plays on your face
Kiss the barrel
Now your gone without a trace.