BaD LiFe. . .

Last night i cut,
I cut once more,
I cut so deep,
I hit the floor!

it went so fast,
Like all my life,
Flashed before,
I picked up the knife!

I kind of regret,
What Ive done,
Its now just a scar,
I should've of used that gun!

It was in my hands,
but i said NO,
i told every one,
to just leave and go!

So they went,
left me alone,
I did it last night,
When no one was home!

So it'll be our Lil secret,
Just me and you,
Please don't tell no one,
what you made me do!

That was our conversation,
between me and my knife,
it was our contemplation,
about how really bad was my life!!