My heart cries tears of blood
While a smile is plastered on my face
When I laugh, an earthquake erupts in my flesh
My skin aches to be ripped off
To show the world my misery and suffering
Yet the lies of my life stitches my costume to my soul
Unbearable pain flashes like thunder from a storm
I want to cringe, to cry, to shout but my act must go on
My only comfort that makes me alive and living
Is knowing that all masquerade will only last
Until this exhausted disgusting body rots and dies
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 1:22 PM UTC
My heart cries tears of blood
While a smile is plastered on my face
When I laugh, an earthquake erupts in my flesh
My skin aches to be ripped off
To show the world my misery and suffering
Yet the lies of my life stitches my costume to my soul
Unbearable pain flashes like thunder from a storm
I want to cringe, to cry, to shout but my act must go on
My only comfort that makes me alive and living
Is knowing that all masquerade will only last
Until this exhausted disgusting body rots and dies