She holds it over her wrist

She smiles as I threaten her

She looks at me, with hurt and sorrow

It all happened so fast

I lunged forward

She screamed of joy

I looked at her wounds

And remembered my promise

I picked up the razor

And ran it along my wrist

I stopped over where x marks the spot

Looked up, and smiled

I felt no pain,

Just the life squeezed outta me

Drop by drop

Ounce by ounce

Life began to slowly prickle outta me

She approached me

Looking white as a ghost

And the last words I heard were

"Pain is Pleasure"