Sleepless nights with blood shot eyes

I'm hearing voices left and right,

Whispering secrets to my insane mind,

There's voices in my head

they make me cry.

Telling me to kill you and I don't know why?

I see blood on my hands

while you sleep by my side.

With a knife in my hand

but your perfectly fine,

Voices whispering to my insane mind

slash the throat

but do it slow.

I noticed now that it me whos sleeping

telling my self to kill me now.