My room

He is there
He just stares
I lay in the corner
My room Cold and bare.

'Why are you here?'
But the unsure silence drags on
He takes a step closer
The rooms getting smaller.

The shining knife glistened in his hand
As he reaches for me
'no! Just leave me alone'
He just smiles.

The knife raised in the air
I take one last gasp of breathe
The silence carried around the room
The man Cried and fell to the floor.

Never forget who you are
Never forget how lucky you are
Never forget me
The last echoing words
Turning into nothing more then a sigh in the room.