About a dream I had. It's to tell you, even though you may feel like your dead inside, everything will turn out for the best. Written by Aiden Manthe, in his period of depression.
You said you would hold me till the end, keep me warm.
And you kept saying it's okay.
But it's not okay my baby girl, I don't feel warm, I'm cold like a ghost, dying here in your arms, so it's not okay, I'm not okay, no no no...
I fell to sleep between the tears
Letting go of all my fears
And then I saw my father's smile
He held me in his arms for one last time
But I couldn't here his whispering words
Through my scream out to him!
It's not okay my baby girl, I don't feel warm, I'm cold as a ghost, dying here in your arms, so it's not okay, I'm not okay, no no no no NO!
(Then very quietly)-
If you feel like letting go, falling down, bleeding on the floor, remember me.
I will hold you to the end, keep your warm, and keep telling you it's okay.
So then I fell asleep last night
I let go of my fears once again
I saw my father's smiling face
He held me in his arms
And this time I heard his quiet whisper
And he told me 'Everything will be okay'
When I came to, I awoke with a smile
Knowing that at least for awhile
It's okay, and it was okay, and it's still