I’ll lie down in my bed
And listen to the sounds
Of my innocent sister crying
And my troubled father dying

In these times of solitary
I reflect upon my life
I remember all the events
That caused me the most strife

I think about my life
And all the pain its brought
All the pain I’ve given
Al the lessons life had taught

I’ll think about the abuser
I’ll think about the witch
I’ll think about the cutter
I’ll think about the bitch

I’ll think about the killer
I’ll think about the tears
I’ll think about the pain
I’ll think about the fears

And as these thoughts cycle
Burning tears into my eyes
I’ll think about the people
Who have lived, killed and died

Then your face comes to my head
And all is now at best
I’ll think about this person
Who shines out above the rest