They're not just nightmares. They won't let me sleep And I'm not making an excuse, But you don't get that. I can't even close my eyes Because I'm scared.
I'm scared But I don't wake up screaming. I just lie there Like a corpse. I feel like one too. Because I'm cold.
Sometimes I feel Hands clawing at my throat. I feel like I'm breathing dirt. Like I'm six feet under, But I'm still breathing. That's how I feel.
I'm not scared, I'm petrified. Don't you see? They're not just nightmares.
Part of the reason I don't get nine hours of sleep.