There I sat
Alone at last
Thinking about
My life's past
I used to cut
I used to think
As I stood
Over the bathroom sink
I hit Rock Bottom
Then got lifted
I thought that I was
Born gifted
Then I let
Myself slip
As I made a cut
On my left hip
I let myself go
Thinking things would be fine
Then things were ruined
By that one straight, red, line.
