Why you always seem to ask

Why don't you understand?
That I feel the need to die by
Some cold uncaring hand.

Yes I'm scared
I really should know why
Yes its panic
Why I would rather die?

In sleep I am tormented
By weird and horrific dreams
I stop and ask myself why
My life is falling apart at the seams

No it isn't something you have done
Or something you have said
It is just my mind

So screwed up inside my head

So hold me tight
And quell my fears
That are unknown to me
And wipe away my tears.

©FRAZZ 2000