Death

Death is knocking on my window
He is here to greet me
Take me to a better place
Take me from this world of suffer

No one gives a shit about me
So i sit there with my knofe
Cutting my flesh
Watching the blood pour from the wound
That i have inflicted

He is here watching my cry
Watching me slice myself
Until im have gone cold
Until it is time for me to go to him

He stands there in the shadows
Whilst everyone taunts me
Waiting for them to push me final step

Theyve done it
Theyve pushed me to far
They have said their final words
And no death is greeting me