Release Me

As the knife digs deeper into my vein,
I wonder whose life I will now have to feign,
They said when cut I would not bleed,
I was shunned, for I was the devil’s seed,
The crimson flowed freely from my wrists,
Blocking my memory of those unholy trysts,
And my memory lost and memory gained,
Of all the damage I had sustained,
Maybe the drugs will leave me behind,
But when has God ever been so kind,
The noose had broke; I’d been able to fly,
Why the hell won’t they just let me die?
But I live on; they won’t let me quit,
I am so fed up with all this shit,
I am going to hell; I knew this before,
For I am evil to the very core,
The voices in my head start to speak,
They won’t shut up, they say I am weak,
And now the music begins to play,
I wish them both to go away,
Please let me die, just this time,
But when I awake I am still alive,
But until tomorrow, when I’ll try again,
I’m going to Hell, I am Sin.




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