Tear it open.
Tear open the skin
And you will find
An empty space for a heart
And broken glass for a mind.
Lost inside a wandering dream
Full of weeds and stones,
Until you trip upon them,
The sacred remains of bones.
Tread carefully and you will find
Yourself in a sacred place.
The feel of death around you
Walking with a silent grace.
Feel no pain,
No wretched demise,
And there is no one
With a compromise.
Tear open my skin
And you will find,
A heart lost
And a twisted mind.