I used to slit my wrist to sign my name
But my name isn't important anymore.
Why is life such a hell ?
Please let me feel like i'm special.
Let my head spin, don't let me feel the pain of this world.
Never understand the pleasure of s&m and footfetish or getting off
on a guy dressed like a woman.
Just let me see those wonderfull colours for the last time.
Let me feel like my eyes turn back in their sockets.
a rush of blood going up to my head.
just the last time.
First breath in a nice smell of arsine, my lungs get irritated by the arsine.
My hands are shaking, my throat feels like it's on fire.
Smoking the meth hurts, after a while i forgot the pain and the meth kicks in.
The meth works directly on my brain and spinal cord.
I enjoy this, don't know how people could live without this feeling.
Now it's time, step up the chair in my bedroom.
The rope is hanging, stick my head threw the hole.
Pull it nice very thight, just enjoy the feeling one second longer.
I lift my feet up and kick away the chair, i don't feel pain i just feel the rush of the meth and the arsine.
My lips and tongue are getting blue, my skin hangs limpy on my body.
I start choaking on my vomit,i taste my blood my tongue gets paralysed.
I'm dying with the best feeling i ever had.