Skin cells under fingernails.
Whose heart have I torn down?
Which face was graced with bleeding pain?
Who bears those dark scars now?
What withered eyes do stare my way
Inside this plain glass me?
This skin now scales under my hands...
Fragile breaks my sanity.
I had it all together once,
Dependable, comendable I.
But shattered pieces only cut worse
When mirroring a lie.
Unrecognizable, unreliable,
The steady reflection has gone...
Identity has fled my sight,
The shadow must carry on.