Have you heard about the kid, who slit his wrist last night..
It was Christmas Eve and all was good, till his parents had a fight.
Back to the beginning, the day was actually pretty good.
He got everything prepared to perfection, he did all that he could.
His mother wasn\'t feeling well, so he\'d thought a gift would help.
His father took the gift and changed it, said it was from himself.
He didn\'t let it get him down, it\'s Christmas Eve he let it go.
But that gift wasn\'t what his father promised, it\'s a shame he didn\'t know.
Inside the gift was a card, from son to mother it read.
His father found it, and started to yell, ripped the card to shreds.
The kid walked in his room, sat down, started to cry.
His mother started screaming, he kept wishing he would die.
His bedroom door was just kicked in, his father held an angry face.
\"Dad what the hell\'s your problem?! It\'s Christmas for f-uck\'s sake!\"
He saw what he was holding, realized his father was drunk.
\"Boy I don\'t care what day it is, boy I don\'t give a f-uck!\"
\"Dad you really need to chill, stop getting wasted on Christmas Eve.
You know what dad, mom was right, it\'d be best if you would leave.\"
\"Your mother said she wants me out?! Are you really f-ucking serious?!\"
\"Dad just go out and take a break, that vodka makes you delirious...\"
\"Boy don\'t tell me what I am, it\'s an insult when you talk to me!
You worthless little brat, you started this fight you see!\"
\"I didn\'t do a damn thing wrong! I\'m trying to make this day work!
You\'re ruining it like every other year, you selfish f-ucking jerk.\"
\"Don\'t raise your voice to me, I\'m the king you hear?!
I make all the choices, and I\'m glad I ruined Christmas this year\"
\"You make all the choices? Are you really sure about that?
See this knife dad? Think you can hold me back?
Don\'t get nervous dad, I didn\'t say it was for you.
It\'s for something I planned on a while back, something I need to do.
I can\'t take all the fighting, the drinking, I just can\'t take it!
Dad look what you did to me! Dad I\'m gonna slit my wrist!\"
His father stood there helpless, as his son lied on the floor.
he wasn\'t moving nor breathing, just bleeding more and more.
His mother came in running, his father started to cry.
He realized, because of him, his only son had died...
