Your dagger pierced through my skin
I feel it emptying itself, the poison surrounds
Beneath the encasing of my skin
Lies a tortuous ordeal.
Never finding myself, never finding me
Just a mannequin, an empty shell
The dagger releases a seal
A past, unknown.
Keep looking for words, they're in there (somewhere)
Though I look good, unaware, happy
Fear it, cuz its only a layer
Just... a layer.
Beneath this skin, beneath these flesh and bones
About 6 feet under,
You might find it
Find me
The poisonous dagger, has done nothing to me
**** me? No
Released a seal
Released the truth.
I am me.
I've always been me.