In a cold sweat In early morning Stranger with my face Walking and talking I hear your voice But my lips keeping silence My eyes looking at me Reflecting ... Trembling fingers Memories mixed with all nightmares and thought form possible worlds how to escape it how to erase all that dead mess in the head focus on lips glimpse of the beautiful smile blood on seat belt on hand on the knife on the floor ringing the silence my eyes staring at me scream in my head who's alive? who is dead?