Only One Can Love

I cut my skin to start the searching, Bones separate showing ice. Veins unravel to reveal chaos, Question marks tangled in lies. Cells combine to create mystery, Crowding out the truth inside. Under the glass the blood still beating, There is no peace found alive. Physical evidence falling short, Brokenness cannot be seen One made of three has ability, To find the secret in me. One made of three shows identity, My soul forever to keep. Only one made of three can, Take my heart and understand.