It engulfs me, the truth
It surrounds me and never leaves my throat
Like a lump choking me, never letting me breathe
Never letting me be free
Free of the lies
The tormenting lies that are stored in my mind
Not that I even try
Lies grow and twist and shape your reality
They cover you in a blanket of temporary shelter until you are weaving so much that you trap yourself
You are caught up in the web
The deception
You are lost in your own maze of guilt
Never really knowing what is real or fabricated
Believing your filth and craving the light
But as you look for it, you realise it is not there
It has been buried in your dark heart
As simple lies turn into a dark dungeon of treachery that you wish you never spun
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Ethereal Abyss
PoetryPoetry for me began as a much needed escape from the reality of this world. The same endless routines, faceless people day after day. A slow steady evolution began in my solitude as my work started changing from the torturing monotonous cries of esc...
