Saturday, October 12, 2013

The Lie


Hey there ugly pain,
We're finally through.
Always doing those,
Certain things you do.

Strategically placed,
While holding a hand.
An adversary,
Kept taking demand.

Thoughts were forgotten,
Hidden high on shelf.
Cannibalism,
Used to hate myself.

Assignment exposed,
Because you're untrue.
Buried in this heart,
No one had a clue.

I kept all secrets,
Issues couldn't tell.
In that created,
My own living hell.

Fruit dwells in Spirit,
Therefore pain must die.
Complete, whole and free,
Not living the lie.