I see it through the fog

the bridge to my soul

an offering of a rose and crow

sacrificing myself

to shred this skin I wear

and to become free

I see it through the fire

the bridge to my shadow

an offering of fear and anger

sacrificing myself

to wear the skin of

my worst enemy

I see it through nature

the bridge to myself

an offering of dust and clay

sacrifcing myself

to wear the skin I earned

and to become whole.