The Final Cut

She cries alone, In her room at night; Her sparkling eyes Had lost their light. She turns up the music, As loud as it goes, So no one can hear her screaming Into her pillows. Her pain is unbearable, As she walks to the kitchen. The only sound in the house, Is the clock ticking. She opens the drawer And takes a knife in her hand. She takes her last walk Down the hallway that never seems to end. She cries, As she pulls up her sleeve And puts the blade to her skin, Thinking this as the only way out. She closes her eyes As she pushes the blade in, Hitting a main vein And all the pain her life's held in. It's all over now, As she lies on the floor Waiting for the light to come, As she drifts away.