Hush Now Dear, It Only Hurts a Little While longer

Do you feel it? That knot in your stomach?
Do you feel it? Your mind carrying you away?
Do you know what that is my dear?
Something so desired, but oh so deadly..
Does it hurt yet, my love? That feeling in your gut?
Do you feel it? The pain sliding through your body?
It hurts so deeply, but it's so so sweet.
Can't you resist honey? Or have you not learned yet?
How to stop. How to take away the pain and feel only that sweetness.
Hush now my dear, let go.
Do you it feel it yet? That chill of your silencing heart?
Doesn't it feel nice, to hurt so bad?
Quiet now, it's time to go.
Death has placed his finger upon your pretty little head.
It won't hurt to much longer.
The pain slows after a while, you won't feel it all.
Not like us. Not the way we felt it.
When you slid those knives deep into our spines,
An twisted and thrust. Sucking the very last drop of our lives away.
No, you won't feel that. You just won't feel at all.
You won't suffer day by dragging day like us.
Death has gifted you with a release,
a simple way out.
He'll make sure you won't forget,
but won't ever burden you with the pain of your own knife.