Rumors. Lies. Secrets.

A shadow dust lay on the ground,
Pitiful, yourself standing without a sound,
Gazing up at the heavens above, as you imagine yourself... being with one in bound

Letting go of yourself as you once were
Letting in the rumors, lies, and secrets...
Believing every single one...
Letting them all leaving you shunned

Sinned against the world as you may call it
Confused and heart broken as I lay like a thorn broken from a rose,
In your vein, and in your heart...

All remains a shattered art,
Perfected every little part
When one fails another finds that there is no doubt, in one's dreadful heart...
As I know for sure, as I lay in your dry blood...
All lies you consume lay tainted in your flood...
All rumors... mock you... and steal your rose bud
As I a thorn in your very heart...
Lays still, as you fall apart....

Rumors,
Lies,
Secrets......

Rumors as suppose another myth is passed to ear to ear,
When one retells, another part of the story is changed
Changing myth or fact, to question, to lie!
Keeping such a secret is a burdon in ones soul,
A place I dare not go.....

Focusing only on the wicked life you gave me...
I lay in ball and chain beneath your rib cage,
Is no home to a classical dove...
Only prison to the one who deserves treason

Rumors-- Then left you blind....
Lies-- Then left you cold hearted...
Secrets--- Still a hard burdon that forces you to shed blood and suffer eternally.....

Eternity has no limits...
As well as the pints that escape from you and into the mouths of the depraved
The lost---
The chosen---
Lie still---
Let me puncture myself free...
From skeletal structure and flesh...
May all be well...
May all fade...

As then a cascade...
Rumors-- Killed your heart...
Lies-- Tortured your soul
Secrets-- Played too many games with your sanity......