Here I am again buried In the grave of hurt, gasping for air, as pain suffocates me. Your words being once virtuous, with a mind full of wisdom. Until the day you let deceit have a seat in your living room. He Persuaded you In confusion, and sheltered you with the perishable things. Being so greedy and self righteous, you believed him. Your mind and soul accepted his mandate, as if you were a prisoner, shackled in your own back yard. He left you with gifts. Gifts of Shame, hurt, and defeat. And you took them gladly, thinking they'd save you from fate. I mourned for you, praying that you'd see the light again. But darkness filled your heart, downloading you with sin. The person I once knew was slowly being possessed. Possessed with lies, believing it would bring fame. But I knew better then that, then to deal with deceits silly games. I may have lost you for forever, but as long as your soul lives so should I live. And when your soul dies so should mine. So watch who you invite in your house. They just might show up and demand you Get Out !
