Operating Theater

I'm pulling out the pieces that got buried way too deep.
I'm operating conscious, because the surgeon never sleeps.
The monitors are screaming, but I don't look away.
I know the architecture of everything that's frayed.
My hands are shaking slightly,
But they know the path by heart.
I'm closing every opening, I'm sealing every part.
Counting down from 10 to 1,
There's no turning back from what I've done.
Every nerve is firing signals, but my grip stays strong.
I'm cutting through the damage that no one else can see,