beautiful lies

Before, I was too blind to see the truth behind your beautiful lies.

I clung to your words like they were the beginning of life.

Everything seemed possible until the petty image you painted for me shattered.

Then I saw the truth behind it all. Emptiness, nothingness. Hollow words. My own stupidity for believing happiness could still exist.

The ugly truth now consumes my mind, sending me reeling. I'm lost, so lost. But I don't want to be found.

This empty place is everything now. No surprises here, no more beautiful lies to cloud my mind. I am nothing, deserve nothing, create nothing.