There's someone coming,
He's making me cry
Reach for the blade,
To feel alright.
He's grabbing my throat,
Watching me bleed
I'm loosing my breath,
He's put me to rest
Just another dream yet I don't wake up.
I hear my mom screaming everyone crying,
But,
I'm happy here
Even if I'm dying.
He puts his knife straight up to my neck.
He's depression, making my life a wreck.