The Rats

there are rats digging into my skin you couldn't imagine the pain that im in claws so sharp, it won't take long moaning, marbled, mournful song they're in my eyes and in my ears they've reached my stomach, all my fears come flowing out, a rush of blood and from my mouth, there comes a flood of words I never couldn't say of children that could never play hooks pull apart this suit of pain release the mess inside my brain the anger that I never showed the happiness I never owned the secrets that were locked inside the truth I always seemed to hide the rats they're knawing at my core like the grief and guilt you saw before the memories left inside my mind never could I leave behind the notes I left inside my heart in case we ever had to part so when they rip me to the bone I left a message at the tone from the start I must begin for there are rats digging into my skin