and if you could see the scars across my face
see the black markings
if you could see the gouge across my stomach
stitched back twice
if you could see the scars across my arms
see the metal underneath
if you could see the minuscule holes in my neck
look at the needles
if you could see the dark bags beneath my eyes
and gaze upon death
if you could see the red in my eyes
glowing unto the night
if you could see my reflection in the mirror
notice how it is so different
if you could hear the thoughts in my head
the voices that are mine
if you could know what happened to me
hold a knife in your hand
if you could
would you run?
if you could,
would you kill me?
if you could,
would you scream?
if you could,
would you pale?
if you could
if you could
if you could
would you kill me?
if i could tell you these things
would your eyes come in return to reflect mine?
if i could tell you
that these beasts you see
are me
would you walk away?
maybe that's why he did
he saw what i was
and was terrified
