Stitchface

Ripping apart my own existence
Fashion my flesh with thread
Mangle myself for this disguise
Then bind all of the sutures that make me whole again
Deny these voices that I have inside
Telling me to die, my sanity now subsides
Lacerations are in line, refine and reconstruct myself this time
Create this design and untie these knots that I have inside
They're entwined
Remind myslef of the troubled times
I find there is no peace so I must release from life
Justice will cease for I will appease my mind
"All that which is just, is only held
Held in the eyes of the wicked!"
Wicked eyes staring down on me
I despise this weakened side of me
And now I'll desecrate myself, by rearranging me
I will never be complete, so I'm striving only to be deceased
I'm embarrassed, I'm ashamed
I must hide myself for I am strange
I am nothing, I'm confused
Because all of my life I've been abused by these things
Sever the strings that restrict my feelings
And what I am
Battered with sin, a broken man
Dying within, it's time I stand