Torn in two.
I'm so confused.
So I figure - hey, what have I got to lose?
The razor catches the bathroom light,
I sink a little deeper into the warm bath.
I press the sharp edge into my wrist and draw down.
I let out a hiss at the sharpness in pain.
It dulls to a throbbing ache.
The show that's been my life, it'll be over in a minute.
That's what I want.
'cause I sure as hell don't want to be here.
I'm going now.
I'll see you in Hell.
Fuck yeah.
A.J. Downey
12-17-1998
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