"It's freezing but it's not even winter yet,
I'll just wrap myself with the cold duvet
That ought to keep me warm,
and I'll lay very still,
That way no one would see me as being alive
Oh, and I'll keep my wrists locked beside my hips,
Eyes glued shut,
Legs tied up together,
I'll appear as dead then."
Breathing as slow as possible with every second,
Struggling to stay still with every heartbeat,
Oh she was very much alive.
Just screaming for someone to rescue her,
Only a tension she can remember of her vocal cords
Little did she know her never-ending nightmares,
are just figments of her imagination.
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 8:23 PM UTC
"It's freezing but it's not even winter yet,
I'll just wrap myself with the cold duvet
That ought to keep me warm,
and I'll lay very still,
That way no one would see me as being alive
Oh, and I'll keep my wrists locked beside my hips,
Eyes glued shut,
Legs tied up together,
I'll appear as dead then."
Breathing as slow as possible with every second,
Struggling to stay still with every heartbeat,
Oh she was very much alive.
Just screaming for someone to rescue her,
Only a tension she can remember of her vocal cords
Little did she know her never-ending nightmares,
are just figments of her imagination.