I've fallen to the bottom of this thing we call life
I'm sitting on my bed with this razor sharp knife
I sit here and think how did it come to this?
How did my life turn into a dark abyss?
I think back to mistakes made and the more I think I want to cut myself with this blade.
I pull my sleeve up and cut real hard and then I use my Library card
I crush up a Valium and snort it up my nose only thinking that my life blows
Which reminds me I need blow
Maybe if i grab my 9 I can blow my brains out no doubt
When will this drought end?
And when will I stop trying to pretend?
I bend until I cant take no more I'll snap if i don't climb out of this gap, this hole
I'm in full of sin
I feel like hanging myself like a clothes pin
I just have dark thoughts like I'm trapped
it's time for me to react, i have to adapt
to the situation Ive been placed in
I lean up off my bed, only to bump my head on the bunk bed
I look on the ground theres blood all over the floor
I don't think I'm going to make it anymore
I fall
i cant move, i start to pray
God i know you don't approve of the things that I do but hear me out
I'm not one to pout but if you could, please just let me out
I start to fade
A bright light shines into my eyes and it seems as if i am memorized
I'm in critical condition
How did i let life put me into submission?
My family in in the room and i get a feeling of dark gloom
I learn while i was dying on the floor my brother walked in the door
he called for 9-1-1 said i had a gun and he thought i was done and to hurry
but they had to make it through a snow flurry
i thank my brother for the second chance
I have a second glance in life that not a lot of people get.
I'm lucky
I turned my life around, my feet are on the ground.
