Today i just want to die
the violent death i could have
it failed like the medication
the medication i should have
but don't use
the dream i dreamt
was too beautiful
but it turned to a nightmare
the moment i saw you there
blood all over you
holes in you chest
I need to wake up
but i cannot
the dream is stronger than me
and everything seems too good
too good to be true
cos this is not a dream
it is hell
the darkness in my head
is growing bigger
every thing that was good
has left me forever
when i look down
i see the scars
the scars that i made with a knife
and i still feel the pain
rushing through my veins
the voices keep getting louder
the voices in my head
they keep shouting
shouting that i should die
shouting that i should kill myself
but i don't want to
but they keep saying it
and i hate it
i want them to leave
but they don't
they're my demons
the demons that make me insane...
