Wither

The pain will come

With the morning sun

Will the night betray the day

Blistered skin

Withered from within

Scratch to shed this shell away

Will you know my name

Or will I hang my head in shame

Will someone take this tired skin

That I've been dying in

Will someone hold me to the light

And if I die tonight

Then take this broken man

And wrap me tight within

This brand new skin