(Distraught, erratic images originate
exchanging glances, they recriminate...
Week one week two,
Week three week four...
NIGHT MARE
A HORRIFYING DREAM...
I can not rise above
This pain it drags me down...
The tears in my eyes
drop dead blood...
The sun burned black
the sky and earth ran red...
KNIFE
knife i want...
Take a paper, Take a pen,
Take a story, Take a voice...
Eternal life isn't that what we want,
To live forever...
The nightmare.
There I lay in my bed...
Oh feel the cold blade
slide softly across the skin...
Cry.
i don't know why...