The Morbid Letter

I wake up to the shroud of mist
Encircling my bed..
My failed attempts..
All goin thru my head

The scathed skin
The burning ash
The achin chill
The horrible gash

Feebly I fumble
Thru my room
Searchin the shambles
The morbid letter

The blood drippin
As I wander
Searchin for answers as I ponder
The morbid letter

The blood drippin
Down the floor
goin thru the heap of clothes
Searchin for