Too tired to stand,
Memories of the past are fleeting.
I can't find the courage to scream,
So I will return oblivion's greeting.
Only whispers seem to flow,
From this lying mouth of mine.
Heavy truths knitted together,
Wrists tied by self-made twine.
Bound with words,
A bond, unbreakable.
The light was merely a dream,
Freedom has become unattainable.
I've learned to live as a shell,
Perhaps you understand my apprehension.
Lie or lose what you love most,
Dangled above fire with faulty suspension.
I've found refuge,
In realities I've sewn with expertise.
I hide lies within lies,
The irony has brought me to my knees.
