It's You.

These are my elements
Suprise and desire
Awake as I dream the dreams
That consume my well being
A minor insicion to the heart
Tearing out fibers of you
Scrubbing the scent of you from my skin
Burning your face, out of my memory
As the tumor grows
On my sleeve
Emotions pouring out of wine glasses
And sharp scars made from the blade
And it's silver
Prestine, awakened ache
For you
And those sorry eyes
And what I know is that you hide
From everyone
I can see through the mask
Charades
Is the game where I guess your identity in silence
But even if you spoke I could feel the lies crawling out of your mouth
And I fell in love with this monster
It's you.