I hear her voice, a soft low tone.
I'm comforted, I feel at home.
It's quiet and I am sleeping
when I see the blade come creeping.

There's someone in my home.
Someone's intruding and I feel alone.
I distance myself from the shine.
I wish I could let my mommy know
I don't want to die.

There's nothing I can do
as I feel the razor cutting through.
I see my leg floating away.
Then I realize I'm going to die today.

I try to escape as the blade draws closer.
I see the reflection of horror on my face.
I feel for my arm but it's not there.
I thought I was loved. I thought my mommy cared.

I am bleeding madly, oh why why why?
I wish I could let my mommy know
I don't want to die.

I struggle to live but I feel the pain
in my back as my spin starts to give.
I am being pulled from my home.
The blade is coming toward my head.
Now I'm truly alone.

I don't understand.
Why mommy why?
I wish I could let my mommy know
I don't want to
DIE.