The truth

Funny it is how you used to say
That a lie so beautiful,
Insidiously killing you the sneaky way,
Makes you bleed more than the truth,
Deeply carved into your skin.

I see you're starting to see,
Just how easy it can be
To get lost in a world full of lies
You want to believe.

Time flies,
And the moment you realize
That you've lost the light inside your eyes,
May be too late to rise.

Don't you regret not thinking twice?
Was that high full of white lies
Worth walking on such thin ice?

As it breaks you fall into the darkness,
A hole so empty,
Still relying on the dope,
Believing you'll be free.

If only you could see yourself
Being turned into its slave
And digging your own grave.

Empty, lost, hopeless,
Eyes closed from reality,
Trying to fill this emptiness,
But only you can find the right key.