I ask myself a question, deep within my soul Not sure if I'm wanting the answer to know.
It's a question others have asked themselves in time. The answer can go two ways, it can cut you, finish you, break your soul - end your life in sixty seconds, just like that with the edge of a sharp knife.
The other option is that somewhere deep within, reflexes happen, safeguards kick-in. Your body and soul reawake, for you another day to take.
It depends of course upon your mind and when you search it, what you find.
Is it your choice of another day more time to laugh and play, dance and sway. Another chance at happines, another chance to live.
Or is your choice to slip away, quietly without goodbyes, no longer here to play on earth, your physical home where your mother gave birth.
What is your choice, what do you do, is there anyone around, worth fighting for, ask yourself this question first, I implore.
For once the blade has done its job you cannot turn back, your choice is made and the cut of a blade has taken your life and that's a fact.