My monster that kill
More powerful than bill.
I feel my throat being squeeze
But I still can't  flees.
I can't breath, I can't move
He still won't remove
I left the room for air
I ran at somewhere.
I breath in and out
Nothing is coming out.
The hand went away
Lucky for me i survive the day.
Luck won't save my life
But im still holding his knife.
Im alone who knows him
In and out he's grim.
If kill me, he be free
Which I won't agree.
You ask if im fine
It will be my last bloodline.