You played with the knife

No more pain, you breathed,

And then you took your life…

Cries of grief no one ever heeded

Deafened you, deadened you.

*

You didn't know what to do

So you shook hands with pain

You felt there was nothing to gain

From an accursed, wretched life

You said hello to the knife.

*

There you are, lying on the floor…

Life was such a drag, such a bore

Now there's blood on your face

Yes, it was such a hopeless case,

And now there's blood on your face.