On a restless night, I caught myself carving in
my flesh another one of your sins.
My skin, splitting apart like the red sea.
revealing beneath, fraying nerves.
A thousand needles pierce through my mind -
no feeling could be this kind,
when you made me duller than my blooded blade
and wishing for nothing but to fade
Now I watch my reflection in the shower rain,
and the crimson drags the ichor to the drain.
these scars make me wonder -
Was it all in vain?