The lie of The Truth
In which bed do you lie tonight?
In the one that promised that which cannot be defied?
In the one that sated the thirst that couldn’t be denied?
Or the one that held righteousness as a shield of absolute justice without being tried?
In which bed do you lie with this lie?
To THE truth in its absolute till it die?
To the sacred sanctity that can’t be penetrated by a why?
To the one that holds your none with ease, that cannot be pleased, but to a silent cry?
Don’t you wonder why THE truth wore its lie a badge that cannot die and left you suffering to cry?
In which bed do you lie tonight?
Choose or let it be chosen,
the reckoning has befallen,
and in this lie, shattered your truth has awoken…
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
