The Cadaver Collection

At Home Evil

I can't hide it,

The fact that it bothers me. 

You can't see it,

but trust me it's there.

And oh you'll see it eventually.

And I know you'll lie

and say you don't care.

You don't care that the stress

eats away at my face

or that my fear of death has me choked.

You say nothing of me

has changed in your eyes,

but you can't see as well;

there's been smoke.

I can't see either.

I'm not in my right mind.

My body betrayed me.

There's no cure that I can find.

My waist is tucked.

My chin is slim.

I look better than ever,

and only I know that I'm broken.

Hidden in the depths of me,

an evil has made home.

The outside of me is perfect

but I've never felt so alone.