"You can use my skin to bury secret in"

I never was good at giving but I use to know really well how to be you how to shift into your soul I slipped in your blood like deadly datura's venom gently to see your consciousness dripping folding over your sins waiting for you till the day you drown in your own agony so you'll let me crawl back under your skin to push you to the edges wanting me dead for how much resentment you feel towards me towards my ability to drag you into a endless labyrinth of loss just through the iris of my eyes, so yes I'll keep pretending idk of your sins but I'll feel them through your lips though your tongue through the heat of your corpse.