Open your eyes to take in beauty and disgust
I find with every taken touch
A part of me rusts
A part of me bleeds
With every new view
I become the sheep
You see the sins in ewe
A broken stained glass view
Another person impacted by eyes anew
As alive, I'm fooled
Age to age
I stay the same
In ever present perfect pain
Resentment drawn by hand adorned
Disciple is my name no more
Selfish in my world
I am the only thing that matters
My head is an open casket
No life in moving backwards
Brilliance defeats me brilliantly
I'm limited by my hindrances
I've killed my generosity
I am safer without it
I can move faster
Unburdened
Un-binded
Unbothered
A bastard
Souls inside me they're competing for the fodder
I'm sacrificed completely on the altar
I'm both the cynic and the martyr
I'm the sickness and the cure
I'm abhorrent in my freedom
I am lost
I am pure
In reality
I'm fated to be fallen and scored
My judgement occurs at the end of the world
With body rot
I tear the cloth
No longer see the point in justifying what has crossed
I'm more than what they knew
Because I'm less than what I've lost
I will never again grace my face to the flock