Smiley face

I see my thoughts as rushing to the end. I hear the sounds as it's eating through my brain. Pull down the painting with your hands, watch how it staire again Hear my calls as I must pray. I must sin. My head is twisted. Bloody hands can't wash them clean. Red has gushed all over the walls. I've seen a smiley face painted with the blood of your disgrace. Rich from the poor  Taken everything I had. I drag my hands Cross the walls, it's a devilish mental case. But the blood is runing with a whiplash white, and im banging my head as a nose bleed starts. Take my blood with  empty vains in my scream with the hollow note. my head is twisted mind. rub my hand across the walls leave a blood red smiley face.