I can hear you crying.

But

What should I believe?

I’m in the cut

It’s healing up

Over me.

I can hear you crying,

But you’ve been

Seeing doubles,

You’ve been confessing

Your love to

A red devil.

But do you even know?

I’m so close to escape,

And you won’t even recognize

My face

Without these

Sutures.

You love that

Patchwork Demon.