Thoughts Poem by chris argumenti

suicidal blood runs through suicidal veins
and in the end only the stain remains
the stain of faded glory and forgotten memories the stain of endless pain and suicidal tendencies

my mind portrays a demonic liar
and in this moment my soul begins to set on fire
the burns go through to my very heart
and then i begin to fall apart

ive loved and lost but loved in vain
so go ahead and drown your sorrows in my pain
all that is needed has just been said
so this is it this is the end