Lying here, all alone, I feel nothing but the cold kiss of the night, searching deep within myself I find nothing, I feel the cold steel against my skin, pushing deeper and deeper
The pain is comfort, for I know it is my release from this world, my doorway to the other side, the side where i can be alone, free of this worlds torments and torture, cut off from the pain
So as the crimson blood drains from my deep wounds, i feel like the end is near, drawing me in, taking me, lifting me from my tortured corpse
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this is not to be taken literally, this was a bit of experimentation into writing on the darker side of life