Analyse my own

Matter from above

Blacked out eyesIn an existence overgrown

Never fall, back down

Trapped in myself

Sold my hands

Envy them

Can′t find

The one

I slowly start to cut pieces

Of flesh from my body

Dig in, dissect

Collecting examples of what

The outside world sees

Under it all

I know the devastation

I have caused

Upon myself and this world

Upon myself and this world

Upon myself and this world

Speak to me freely

I am listening

Speak to me freely

I am listening