Afraid to look
afraid to see
the real living me
what i see is blood
as thick as mud
i run, i scream
from the death theme
i see his body
afraid to move
not sure if he is dead
but he is on the bed
waiting for me
to be there for thy
i hold him close
i hold him tight
afraid to leave from his sight
i dont want him gone
i love him a lot
i just dont want to lose him
