Drinking Till My Death

As I’m sitting in my room
I open a bottle of Jin
Thinking of my doom
That’s about to begin
In my hand I hold a gun
Thinking of suicide
There was no where to run
No place that I could hide
Now I feel the pain
Rise inside of me
But my troubles will be slain
My thoughts will be set free
I hold the gun up to my head
And squeeze the trigger slow
Soon I will be dead
And I doubt you’ll ever know
I’m sitting here drinking
With a knife up to my wrist
I can’t help but thinking
As I tighten up my fist
Will someone see?
That I’m no longer there
Will I forever be?
A memory in the air
Will you ever stop to think?
Why no longer I say hi
But c’mon now lets be frank
You won’t notice if I die
So as I take my last shot
Of rum that I own
Miss me you will not
As I cut to my bone
I sit there and bleed
No longer will I cry
Death is here indeed
Knowing soon ill die
I can feel the sharp pain
Cutting through the skin
As it hits the vain
The light now is dim
As I slowly fall asleep
Never to be awake
For I cut myself to deep
As my body starts to shake
My body turns cold
The pain will not re-spawn
My story I have told
And now the pain is gone