Scathe

Let me be the cancer on the other side of your skin
Insides matching out
Pieces and all
What is left of your crumbling frame?
The innocence you claim
All falls away
Drawn to the mistakes you repeat
A burn from which you never learn
Desperate to stay in the dark
Desperate to be the one holding the blade
How far are you willing to cut?
How deep does the decay lie?
Your drawn on identity begs to fall away
Let me be the cancer on the other side of your skin
The ink in your veins calls to be drained and so
Everything you are leaks from the mouth
You couldn't sew shut
Everything you are spills from the hands
You couldn't keep clean
Universal truths run off your fingertips
Words written and spoken with resent
I plead with skies for this parting gift
Let me see
The problem dog begging to be put down



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