Goodbye Pain

Now before I slit my wrist, knowing to God that I wont be missed.

So now as I split open my veins, signing this deal never to hurt again.

Feeling the pain I wrote this letter, to let you know that things got better.

I have no more crying, no more pain, no more pointless lying games.

Some say cutting wont make it better, it only makes you sad and bitter.

To hell with your opinions, I mean what would you know?

Now as I  cut open my wrist, knowing before God that I wont be missed.

Goodbye sadness, goodbye pain.

So sorry but I couldn't stand being hurt again.

Good bye to those who read this, slowly, as my cold and dying body bled.

Doesnt it suck to find me dead?

Ofcourse not, Make a smile and carry on, ''your great disappointment'', (me) is finally gone.