Realistically I know im not going 2 die instantly/
I understand depression will sadistically/
Dissect me clinically over many years 2specifically/
Torture me and so this knife I hold does symbolise/
The end 2all my cries and now I realise/
Love nor money will conquer me and so/
Ive decided its time 4 me 2 go allow my sprit 2 flow/
Before it 2 is corrupt but by meeting the end/
My very soul may indeed descend/
In2 hell but oh well I couldn’t complain/
Id rather go there than continue 2 feel this pain/