Strap the gun up to my head
Cold sweat, lack of breath
Suicidal intentions, racing thoughts
Numbing grasp of death
Lying eyes upon you
Tied, gagged, distressed voice
Making you watch as I carve
Chest and arm forever scared
Bleeding dead, tears of pain run down your face
Bathtub red, as I tear away at flesh
Intense pain, scared for life and traumatized
Memories never leave
Shattered mind, limbs are numb
Too much for the brain to take
My work is done, you can't go on
Spending life in trauma
Covered in blood, heaving puke
Image of self-destruction
What's done is done, my skin no more
But I fucked you over

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