Dreams are meant to be good
Sleeping was better with dreams
But my dream wasn't expected
My father died
I couldn't live without him
He's saved me from killing my self
He's saved me from society
His blood all over me
Dripping with pain
His cries for help
I couldn't bare this anymore
Woke up crying
Asking for help
Yelled for my dad
He ran and told me
"I'm here baby, I'm here."