A heart that doesn't feel, beat or bleed, no love lies
here, just pain and sorrow, no emotions or feelings dwell here, just the
harsh reality of a life lived for a lie. The body made hard to withstand
the punishment of the days, weeks, months, and years, the cold nights, the
somber mornings. A soul that cries out for comfort or anything that can
relieve its burden. A curse placed upon a man without him knowing.
Countless trials and errors, never waning or showing fear. A fever
that builds because of internal pressure, external circumstances and a belief
that he deserves more. A life lived for a lie, a lie that has been told
by many and believed by all. A lie so beautiful that it can only be
whispered for anything greater would destroy it. Told from one man to one
child and spread throughout the Universe. The inspiration for all things
that have ever been hoped for... A lie that enables a man to wish and dream.
A lie that has damned our youth, poisoned our minds, and propelled us
into the future.
Who are we to
challenge what has been accepted as truth? On what grounds can this
argument be made? Your right to believe is just as valid as others right
not to. Your life of lies is parallel to my own. A lie believed
becomes truth, your truth, a truth that governs justly in your eyes.
Those eyes, those painful eyes, with a stare that tells the story of
regret, defeat, and life lived for a lie believed...
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