Self validation comes with a knife
The blade razored and guided by strife

Craving to be seen by unfettered eyes
Sight so loud that it muffles the cries

A tourniquet that most will never feel
The bandage with holes that cannot heal

The only eyes that you should ever fear
Are the ones looking back from the light of a mirror

Here's to those lost and unseen
To the many few and far between
© pixelskull