Shape of the Truth

Never solved
Peels at you
Digging and clawing
Hooks into your skin
What's revealed underneath
What secrets are beneath
Forgive everyone
We all have them
Bugs in our minds
Burrowing ever deeper
No way to dig them out
Hear the clicking
Feel the crawling
Persistent and unfading
Marking us all in our
Own personal ways
They burn, the questions
That will never be
Answered, forever
A mystery that drives
Us all into insanity
Trying harder gets you
Nothing in the end
Have to hold your
Breath and ignore the rot
Pretend it smells sweet
That everything's all fine
No more emptiness
Knowing the truth is cold
Oh, so very cold
Waiting for the next thaw