Butterflies Inside A Skeleton Cage (a collaboration with Crimsin (unveiling) and Jadedembers)

Little did I know that
Cutting and sliding  
The stitches from my lips  
Would be so freeing.  
 
Torn stitches hang  
from my bloodied smile  
I curdle the night  
with the call of the banshee.  
 
I didn't expect a key to be  
Hidden away inside my mouth.  
The key to my skeleton cage  
My mind called  
Home sweet home.  
 
Locked away for so long,  
my personality split  
& from one  
many faces came into being.  
 
The blood you spilt  
From my veins  
Once crippled me as  
It dripped from the spaces  
In this cage, but it turned out  
To be advantageous to me.  
 
You sought to break me,  
but I stand defiant  
slicing my own wrists,  
drinking the blood that pours  
& spit it in your face  
as I become stronger.  
 
Transforming my mind...  
Compartmentalized havoc  
Inside my head.  
Shocking,---you monsters gave me  
superpowers after all, but  
It appears to be both  
Blessing and curse.  
 
Personalities  
dominate  
shift & change  
to kill the sunrise  
that lights in your eyes.  
 
You darkened all my days  
now die little deaths  
one for each day of my incarceration.  
 
You wouldn't survive,  
But by all means  
Go ahead  
Come at us!