Fate…you are a cruel, cold knife
plunging itself deeper into my heart,
letting the blood run free so my
skin and bones remain unveiled.
This is who I am, nothing to hide,
and nothing to hide behind.
The man you see before you
Does all he can to bare himself
From all the dangers he foresees.
There is no shame, no mercy
For I am myself, and no other.
Just a pile of Skin and Bones
For you to pick apart at will.