The Blood That Stains The Pages

Lies In Pain

The alternate lies,

Many in numbers they rise,

Clouding ones mind,

Because the truth is what they seek to find,

But none the less they uncover,

Shineing big and bright for all to suffer,

They pain they bring stays with them still,

For your mind they try to fill,

Horrid stories and gruesome tales,

Hiding and running it all fails,

We try to eacape but with out luck,

Were stuck in the gut wrenching pain and all we can think is aw fuck