What if I were to turn on the lights as bright as they will go and step out of the shadows?
What if I were to allow the masks, the costumes, the veil to drop at your feet?
What if I were to slowly strip off my conscience, my inhibitions, and lay myself bare?
What if I were to peel off my skin, slip out of my exterior, expose myself to your scrutiny?
What if I were to open myself up, right here along my sternum, and show you what was inside?
What would you do, when faced by the ugliness I hold within me?
What would you do, when my black, black blood oozes from my black, black heart?
What would you do, when my fears and faults rise from my chest to tower above you, larger than the space they were contained in?
What would you do, when you are forced to confront who I really am, stripped of all my pretense?
Would you in return, too cut yourself from sternum to navel and bare yourself to me?
Would you instead, disgusted by my truth, turn your back on me and allow the light to erase my darkness from your mind?
Would you remain to sift through my being in an attempt to find a beauty that isn’t there?
Will you still be able to look me in the eye?
Will you serve me better than the figure in the mirror did?
Are you ready for the big reveal?
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