ONE SLIP OF THE KNIFE
Whenever you feel down
When in your mind you feel truly alone
Take a walk among the dead
Read each name upon each stone
If your eyes don't change
Join them in name join them in spirit
Be one and the same
From some pains you can never run away
Though sometimes forgotten -- the scars will always stay
For sometimes it seems like there's no escape
And yet all it takes is one simple mistake
To burn down the mansion you built
To knock the clown off of his stilts
But don't let your judgment fail you
Know what you're finding before it's found
Don't ever let your cross nail you
A weight so heavy it'll drag you down
And when your inner voice seems to have no sound
And all this pain builds up inside
You are here alone - with no one around
One thought stalks you: there's nowhere left to hide.....
And on the table lies a 12-inch blade.
As night creeps in as black as a spade
Would it really matter?
One slip of the knife?
Would anyone notice -- a worthless life?
She lies on the floor
Her last thought so guilted
Clutching a rose now fallen and wilted