A fall from grace
An effigy of failure
Erected in my place
My fingers bleed as they caress the broken mirror
A reflection of my face
What have I become?
Bound to a fleshly tomb
Where the sun will never touch
Buried alone
Suffocate in soil
No more solace to be found
My chest ripped open
Expose the tainted heart
My spirit accepts its fate
For I have sang A hymn of blasphemy
Take my eyes, So that I am blind to the harm my hands have forged
Tear away these chains decayed
To seek restoration once more
Rise and reform
Separate from scorn
The shell is burned away, and new life is born
Skin stretched thin
My features distinguished
No longer distorted
My self realization
I've found comfort in your absence
The effigy of failure has fallen
I fear death no longer