My Lucky Number: 333

My life is filled
With so much pain
I'll cut a slice
For relief to gain

People yell at me
So I'll cut some more
Now I'm up to
Cut twenty-four

Home is prison
I try to hide
I dig in deeper
To reveal cut forty-nine

School sucks
I'm failing at life and this too
Just one more time won't hurt
I go for cut sixty-two

You leave me
Alone and barely alive
I haven't done it in a while
So I find a spot for ninety-five

Keep on with life
And all between
Gets harder everyday
Here comes cut two-seventeen

It's all done now
No one would help me
So now my life ends with the final cut
Number three hundred thirty-three