Suicide Is Beautiful

When I die, I want it to be like a dream I want to see myself ascend a marble staircase Through the swirling clouds of bliss and hope A step for each of my worries lost To the sweet surrender of the ever after As I draw down the blade and cut my flesh I'm reminded of amber fields Blues and whites in the sky The porcelain stains red and I exhale Something better awaits me there.... And then I feel it come over me Like I would never be sad again The warm water caresses my open cuts Serenity now, pouring from every major vein and artery A silence and a distance like I've never known before They coalesce and in this moment everything is right It's so beautiful...