Cut and Bleed my Life Away

An old poem i wrote a year or so ago, i just found it again =\
Opinions?

I took the cut-throat razor,
I took it to my wrist.
There i carved my thought's,
I carved them just like this..

I slid the blade from left to right,
And then from right to left.
I took it up and down,
until all the word's were etched.

Word's that tell a story,
on how i live my life.
A little scratch there,
a little cut here.

But i until the day i go to deep,
i'll cut and bleed my life away..