Nobody knows what this will cost me
Honesty’s too real
The baring of the layers of
Callous armor peels
Away from the scarred and broken
mending lines and pain
A confession long unspoken
of plans too long refrained
To tell the truth to myself
would shatter me away
when I look at what is left inside
there’s nothing left to say
Hatred left a wasteland
rage a scorched path
violence was the answer
but the question’s never asked
born into all the world could teach
before the mind could grow
who is it now, what can become
something I can never know
So I pay myself a visit
Across the ashes and the flame
should I peel away another scar
I’ll never be the same
