Wander the Halls

I feel it wearing my skin again,

Wearing it down, making it thin...

I can smell a memory again...

Feeling your heart beat

In the tip of my tongue.

Your eyes, your skin, your blood

And veins.

I bled you dry so that

You would know I was

There. So that I was real

To you. I was once like you...

Let me rephrase,

I once knew what it was like

To be you.