Endless Scorcher

I held the knife in my palm,
everything seemed so calm.
Should I end my life this way?
Should I wait another day?

What difference would it make?
They need to see their mistake.
I was the girl in the corner,
the one they called a loner.

I heard their lines of torture,
now i face an endless scorcher.
Hell shall take my lonely soul
for their words took their toll.

Never to see my father,
the knife penetrates farther.
My life seeps away from me,
slowly falling to my knees.