the cutter

"THE CUTTER" THE SILVER SHINNES BRIGHT IN YOUR HAND ANOTHER KNIFE FOR YOUR WRIST YOU WERE LEFT FOR ANOTHER THE CRIMSON BLOOD STAINS YOUR KNIFE YOU CRY OUT NOT IN PAIN BUT IN SADDNESS WHY THE FU** DID YOU DO THIS TO ME YOU SCREAMED AS YOU CUT DEEPER YOU DROP THE BLADE AND SOB IN A DARK CORNER WHY WHY WHY YOU CONTINUE TO SCREAM AND THEN IT'S OVER THE WORLD GOES DARK YOUR FAMILY STANDS AROUND YOUR GRAVE FOR THE LAST TIME LOOKING AT THE WORDS THEY CHOOSE FOR YOUR GRAVE ANOTHER STUPID CUTTER