A blade within the drawer,

takes away a life of pain,

such a life drained of joy,

is worth less than a lump of coal,

but who are we,

to judge the happiness of others,

when the fallicies of our mind flood us,

surround, drown, and bury us,

while those we love watch, 

as the razor of a blade, 

lifts us into a life,

free from pain.