Show your face you coward!
Bring yourself forth to me.
Out of the darkness behind this illusory wall,
a plain of exact identity, I know you hear this call!
Don't smile at me! Yes, I see you grinning.
(im)faithless right now, but that doesn't mean your winning.
You're deceitful and No One knows the truth,
But someday our plains will cross, and not even this wall will protect you.
You cower from behind and mock my every step,
Insult me constantly, but your secrets i have kept.
Without me you'd be dead, Without Ye i'd be no more,
And this wall will be useless if its shattered on the floor.
Show your face you coward!
and as She came forth to me,
With razors she had power,
and granted me eternity.
In the Mirror i did smile,
"Is that really me?"
I know this is my last mile,
and in reality
The razor caressed my flesh
As my arms turned a poison red,
and the Truth is as i guessed...
I've always been dead.
*i don't know if this made any sense, but it came quickly to me and i just had to get it out, basically, im looking into a mirror but dont recognize myself, then when i do, i see me slitting my wrists, i had this dream a few times, and its always stuck with me.*
