Lying on the Floor
Holding a knife
She throws away
Her wasted life

She puts the knife
To her wrist
Takes a deep breath
And starts to slit

She's so numb
From hard cold fear
That she feels nothing
She only hears

She hears the silent screams
Of the rest of the world
The screams of pain
It's all a blur

She slits again
And now she sees
The people that
Belong to the screams

She slits once more
And now she smells
The people burning
In this hell

She slits one last time
And she feels
She feels the pain
She's felt for years

She puts down the knife
And reaches out
She touches there faces
And covers her mouth

The faces vanished
And she was left alone
Dying slowly
As cold as stone