Identified touch
This life, so frail
Saw to be impermeable
But people look too much

Hammers pounding
Teeth clenching
Bones cracking
Sawdust scurrying
A bloody mess
Of what was once whiter than snow

Desperate cries
Aspiration dies
Linking to blame
Where everything's the same
To where it feels like death's your friend
And falling even further to the end

You have led me to a place
Down in your hall of mirrors
That devours one's soul into the reflection
On the other side
In another's light
A light that sees what you see
Only not through bleeding eyes