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