It’s Another Lonely Night I lay there under my covers, everything is Illuminated Black. The Hallucinations are getting worse. Terrified, Naked in Tears The voices Won’t Leave Me alone They Say Horrible Mumbles of Death and How I will Die… I don’t know why this has to happen to me I take a straight Razorblade to my arms again maybe it’ll make the voices go away… I lay there curled up in fetal position, Bloody and in tears tonight is just a routine for when the [bad word] terror and [bad word] to me in one… why does this have to happen to me… will ever be in peace?