It's kinda funny
but it's kinda sad.
The dreams where I'm dying
are the best I've ever had.

The piano keys have fingerprints
made from the blood that drips
down my wrist
to my fingertips.

The notes flow into music
depressed, just like me.
My fingers leave bloody smears
over every single key.

The sounds bleeds,
just like my wrists.
I close my eyes,
and the blade twists.

The music gets scarier
with the image in my head.
My fingers press the keys
matching every word you said.

But the song will slowly end,
just like my life.
I'm bleeding away
all of my strife.

On the piano bench
is where I'll die.
When you look for me,
it's where I'll lie.

The bloody keys
are my life.
The fingerprints tell
my strife.

I dreamed a dream
of suicide
where my thoughts
always reside.

And I loved it. (:

It's kinda funny,
but it's kinda sad.
The dreams where I'm dying
are the best I've ever had.