I lay in bed thinking about the stuff I fucked up and every day I fall I asleep I hear a voice calling my name,I wake up calling my mom I walk in to her room I see her on the floor with pill in her hand and on the floor I see a note covered in blood when I read it I see a picture i look closely and see my dad dead tied to a tree,the lights go out and and hear your next.I wake up see my wall covered in blood spelling no hope.