Bear with me

I beg, bear with me.

All the love that I've sought and never caught 
Has turned into glass in my mouth
And I've been chewing on it since year twelve 

It has turned my tongue into mush  
I have swallowed enough blood to resurrect a Mummy,
I knew, 
if they saw me bleed,
they'd laugh.
I knew,
If I revealed my contorted face,
They'd run.
So,
I hid from the light,
Sat in a sunken corner,
I befriended a shadow,
He, just as doomed as I

To swallow the glass
Would be a great relief,
But I fear
It would be the end of me