I spilled my guts of repulsion and sin
To the ignorant fool who sat before me
I smirked and I cringed
As I ripped out my peculiar insides
In hopes to be hallow and thin

Thin enough to be ripped to shreds
To avoid the dull meat inside their head
Of that secret we shared as we lied there in bed
A regret that would leave me with thoughts of the dead

So, the stitches were ripped back open
Never to be closed again
I bled my eyes and gorged on the blood
In desperate wanting to avoid the looks of disgust
From one whom so easily
Could be dubbed my enemy

Could you forgive me for this?
For dragging you into my hatred?
For giving such bad imagery?
Could you forgive me...
For this?

This feeling is worse now that you know
The secret I hid; tearing out YOUR insides
A punishment I shall bestow
A punishment that, over time, will grow