I'm gasping I’m feeling like a fish out of water I'm covering of a lump at the corner of my bed Small needle fear is piercing my skin I'm gasping
I’m waiting I know They will throw me to the ceiling and crush my bones They will wreck my muscles They will take my heart and show me how it beats
I experienced this many times I'm sick so that all my fears has human faces and names How many doctors I’ll listen? How many drugs will poison my stomach? Fuck it all
My bed will soaked with my blood to the morning Walls of my room are covered with hundreds of bloody prints It has appeared here for a long time
I'm rotting from the inside I'm drowning in my headache I'm trying to breathe, but my ribs are broken by my fear I'm trying to see, but my eyes eaten by my loneliness I'm trying...