Midnight blue
The the blue that is magical
As it is like a wizard's robes
This I say it exposed the stars
And the moon as it is really its
To say that midnight blue
Is not really blue is not a facbut a superstitious
Thing to thing
The superstition mountains
A North americn treasure is
Indeed a haunted pleasure too
As you go up they poke holes
Into the midnight blue
Giving way to the eerie
An supernatural
Goings on in the superstition
Mountains
Be it cloudy or clear
See the bug dipper spill beer
As a ufo flies past you
This colour of blue is
Nothing more than a superstition
Or too
To think that the mountains are not haunted
You are living a fantasy

I never thought I'd get like this
I never thought I'd take this risk
Writing my goodbyes with this pen
Thinking of the man I used to be back then
I wish I had the strength to bring my death
I wish I didn't have one more breath
What else can I do when I have nothing left
I let an angel push me off the edge
Who's fallen now?

When I look in the mirror all I see is black
Everything is dead inside
When I grasp the shards, as I peel back the cracks
There's nothing for me to hide
I will cut myself open
So you can see my truth
Use my veins as strings
So the Puppeteer can entertain you
Peel back the curtains like you do my skin
I'm sitting here waiting for my life to begin
As you applaud to the end of the show
I'm sitting here at the end, preparing to let go
I'd live the pain again and again
Just to feel the euphoria from then

I stood off the ledge signaling SOS
No one noticed my lights
I stayed up late, crying at night
No one noticed my plight
I know I shouldn't and I know I promised
But the knife found it's way to my hand
You say you care but I know you hate me
My blood, my life are what's in demand

I will slit my ******* wrists
And pour my essence onto you
Please give me just one last kiss
Your lips are the answer to my wish

I hope you hate yourself
As much as we hate you
Down goes your mental health
Maybe you will join me too.