May 01, 2005 23:01
In this hole
That is me
The dead are rolling over
In this hole
Thickening
Dirt shoveled over shoulders
I feel it in me
So overwhelmed
All this pressure centerizing
My life overturned
Unfair the despare
All these scars keep ripping open
Peel me from the skin
Tear me from the rind
Does it make you happy now?