Keeping my thoughts inside my head
for fear of expressing,
brings thoughts of me dead

My nightmares are back,
I keep them to myself,
to share them I think, only
hurts more than helps

How has my life gotten this way
I'm afraid to be me,
cause you stand in my way

You've bullied and threatened
and made my life hell
and the only thing I've done,
was to wish you well

To part and be friends, was
my only wish
Now my life is filled,
with horror, not bliss....