I'm really getting into the whole scene. I just got a pair of those shoes with the big soles, and I'm trying my hand at poetry.

Gleaming blade against my wrist; give it a final twist
to release my demons, in a search for inner peace.
Dark blood flowing, dripping, oooozing, hoping for release;
my mortal life ebbing, I am a born again, nihilist.
My evil ceremony, summoning a demon cluster
cut short; I'm late for my shift at Blockbuster™.

I can really feel the darkness.