Screaming at the top of your vocals
So loud my ears automatically shut off the sound
Or such a deep whisper
You make my tears come falling down
Face to face with the echo of my own fatal existence
And the reality of all our largest fear to come true

And who luckier than I
To have every bit of detail spread
From who I've been in contact with
To who I've laid in bed
And to feel so sorry that you can't sleep
Night after night till you can't weep

No room to breathe
I can feel the slime on the breath
Of the constricting snake
One who I've seen oh so many times
Evil and Devil
Feeds on sorrow and corruption of the mind

But a girl like me has no doubts
I've seen myself through
The toughest of drought
My little life has never felt safe
Only within the bounds of my perilous reality
Fiona on a ledge
But will not look over the edge
Only out at the distance
For nothing is dread ♥