Waking up
From a death sleep
Zombie tomato-red eyes
Got no plan of day

Never the same
Yesterday was a blur
No memories registered
Not myself

She drowned with her lover
In the sea of tears and pain
I got caught
By the devil of goodness and love

I was so used to be afraid of the dark
Now I don't mind a ghost in my bed
Clearly I am not enough
Only for people who hate themselves.