• a lie is like a thread,

    but gets big as time passes by

    as I slowly slip out of this world

    I slowly begin to lose my mind

    the lies I hear mesh together like a cloth

    my madness is like a wall made of lies

    never ending I let out a cry but all that comes out is a never ending lie.

    the pain i feal is allways around

    but as I rest I begine to feal calm, free from the lies and free of the pain

    so now I must rest, for the pain of the lies never end