Blue veins filled with dark red blood.
Dissect them open to watch the flood.
It's beautiful isn't it, how the red runs down?
Closed eyes; eased mind; not a sound.
Ecstacy filling the brain, I feel no pain.
Breathing is getting shallow, heartbeat getting weak,
Adrenaline is a trick, or maybe it's a treat.
Drifting away, starting to let go.
This feeling of peace I've never known.
Pale skin and glossy eyes,
Didn't get to say goodbye.
I'm tired now, ready for bed,
Blue veins painted red.