Cross my heart
Hope to die
Soul's tearing apart
People telling me I am the bad guy
Pretending I am strong
Acting as if I have no fears
They all knew I was wrong
They are lurking near
Gripping me by the hair
Pulling me under
Come with us, they dare
Doing their best to make me suffer
I try to scream for help
They silence me till death
Not allowing me to even yelp
I can feel their breath on my neck
Their hands trailing down my body
Picking apart my judgment
Making me into their zombie
Throwing me into their mental dungeon