Of all the things that
Could have happened
I knew deep inside it was bound to be
I always forsaw it
I do not deserve this life
My shell deepened with decay
Of my former self
I knew only of me
No one else was allowed into the crevices
Where they were sure to be cut off
No one else saw what a monster was inside
When I came to my senses
I finally saw through my feebleness
And recollected myself
Only to have my incision torn apart
My eyes bled black with something that was not there
The empty crypt was replaced with knowledge
As the flesh pained itself into my nails
I slowly knew of this thing inside
Again that day you were pissed
Again that day we were closer to what we were
Again that day we became further from what we knew
Again that day we were livid with anemic souls