I hold my breath

Because I don't want to hear myself catch up

There wasn't any signs it was there

Yet I can feel it staring at me

Can still feel the hand around my ankle

The pain of it's hand around my throat

The dryness in my mouth from screaming

I'll stare straight up and keep my eyes open

You would think I would be use to it by now

But it seem worse every night

I'm scared to move my head to see the time

So I lay there waiting on my alarm