dreadchef

when evrything is lost (peel it all away)
haunting us with questions (asking)
will we......
ever find the smile inside (no), is it hidden
behind the sweating eyes (bleeding)
dead inside a scream that's pouring from me.

I'm planted in this skin,(constricted and pulling me)
I burn behind the walls,(that, have become my world)
The bearer of a gift. Fuck your gift.

Truth does not exist,
But the lies do...............

sigh!

p.s thanks again chud