I sleep...I dream...

I sleep...
I dream...

I\'m running through a hall,
Laughter following me...

I slip...
I fall...

Looking around I see the blood...
So much blood...

Where\'s it all coming from?
What happened?

I look at my arm...
I see the gash...

Blood is bubbling over the cut...
Blood flowing down my arm...

Looking around...
I see the trail...

The metalic red shines in the moonlight...
I cry...

Is this what I wanted?
To actually die?

I cry...