Constructed by ignorance to travel through lies.
Struck by fear, holding on to survive.
Once too enraged to bare this intimate game.
Leaving me mentally scathed to feel nothing but pain.
What might occur if we shed some light?
Changing the consciousness that we have known in life.
If I gave a quick smile and continued through.
I want to know what that would mean to you.
Consumed by the edge of self despise.
When did the story become buried in lies?
No need to repent or be vulnerable to you.
As I found something better.
Better than blue.