Pa**ed to hand, behind the curtain
The letter brings changeNow things are uncertain
Hand to hand, the letter moves on
Like a series of shocks
But the contents are known
Oh faint heart
When the letter arrives
You suddenly find things getting life-size
Once the air rang with things unsaid
Now cruel outlines are easily read
Behind the curtain
In the yellow bulb light
The letter reads: I took my own life