I'm hiding from my nightmares... running from this hell. I'm being locked away inside this cell that smells like death. I cannot find the light. I cannot see your face. I'm safe here just where it's dark, And the waters where I want to stay. that one.... i wrote last night as i fell asleep... seriously. i woke up with the notebook digging into my stomach there's a drop of blood running down my leg. and i'm starting to like the scars on my wrist.