The night is squeezing air out of my lungs.
A nightmare demon like a snake released his fangs.
I’m suffocating and I really don’t know why,
I close my eyes and feel as if I’m about to die.
Too many years I had to face the same old story,
It never breaks me but I am starting to worry.
I think that if I fall asleep I will stop breathing,
The monsters in my head, they never stop the hissing.
And no one who can save me, no matter what I say,
I do not hope, I do not wish, I never really pray.
It’s part of me, it’s bound to tear me down.
Am I the only one who suffers in this town?
Last modified: 27th October 2019