Cuts deep

I take a sharp object from my room
and carve into my soul
i once loved you and now you had to go

you found another not like me
she is young sweet sixteen
and you a man of 43 how could you do this to me

the object goes deeper int a vein
i bleed upon the floor
dont ever need to live anymore
as i have nothing to live for

you left me for a younger girl
someone still pure
how bout your kids your flesh and blood the ones you said you will always love

its not only me you have destroyed
its your son and daughters too

i object has cut deep and veins are weeping bad im sleepy now i must go see you one day my love