If you knew would you change your mind?

This convalescent heart finds comfort in this façade
False impressions, an act of self-righteousness
Deprived of human passion, stimulated by your rejection
Holding on by the thinnest of thread, wrapped around your finger
Mold me, carve me, and shape me into your hearts desire
Consolation inside a fairy tale, always lost in a fictional story
Happily ever after denies my request, disappointment always finds its way
Corrupted marrow, diseased with self-destructive hatred
Would you understand if you knew, would you accept this tainted skin?
Caught in the act of catastrophic horror, a homicide left anonymous
Obscurity at its finest, a soul left to be devoured by malignity
Confusion at he hand of your vehement denial, a territory that shall never be claimed
Is it a severe loathing that keeps your hand from touching this damaged heart?
A lie reiterated to sustain an addiction of fantasy and dreams left untouched
Misconception of the intial disposition, all mutual feelings have ceased to exist
Torched by the fires of your stern disownment, left to burn in self-pity
Still this heart finds solace, a faith that has been established as artificial
Diversions are set in place to hide the truth from desperate eyes
A story fabricated to keep me confined in your firm grasp, my last rights have not yet been spoken
Doomed to this curse of incompetence, "not good enough" brazed across my flesh
It has been spoken of otherwise, but still I rest untouched, a side dish at your disposal
Ink covers the scorch marks, left by excuses that have been regarded as facts
Empty promises created in exchange for trust, treated as actuality, declined as deceit
Paranoia sets in, scraping away all that's left of my tolerance
If only you knew, maybe you'd change your mind
Splay open wounds of my demise, and there you'll see what's left of me
Buried in a world of fantasy endings, and fictional characters
But this pain and suffering must remain unspoken, a secret unworthy of concern
Take back your contradictory promises and words of once meaningful adoration
I want the truth, I want your reasons, I want reality;
The cure to my insanity.