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at the edge of the precipice

at the threshold i’ve stood once before

i am my own nemesis

i’m the wolf at the door

oh my shame

stake the claim

dig into flesh with my hands

i’ll excise the lie

stretch the skin

gangrenous, rotting within

i will never be clean

break the bones

finding the sculpture in stone

no matter the cost

birth from death

sacrifice all that i have

i will never be free

take this pain

what is left?

light the flame

burn the rest

why must i hide

death in my eyes?

why does the truth

feel like a lie?

bring your dead

heed the call

on my shame

we will fall