I don’t want to sleep, I’m afraid of my haunted past
Last thing I need is sleep,, I hope my body can last

Everybody dreams sometimes, I dream often about death
Left with pain and sorrow my thought often end with death

My eyes are starting sting my body cant handle the deprivation
My thought filled with pain I long for mind and body separation

The pain is my own doing, I didn’t mean to cause any pain
Them people that I killed, wasn’t me! My twisted minds to blame

The corpses are still in the corner, I feel the eyes glaring on my back
There is no way out, Tie rope around my neck and wait until it cracks

Peace~