How does it feel to die?
slit your wrists and bleed through life
dazed in this twilight
of overwhelming emotions
you get high off this excitement
as the pain fades out
and the blood drains through
this chaos healed
with another scar for you
while in a pool of blood
you dream of life
and the rage inside
while waiting for your last bit of life
nearing its end
you paint these blood-stained walls
just to find yourself faded out completely
to be just another one
of those stained dolls
