Hidden beneath a silky veil,
Those eyes tremble with the truth.
Confused, lost, misunderstood,
These words you hold dear.

Perhaps it would be best if you stopped holding on,
Just let go-
Or instead perhaps you should grip tighter,
Holding on to a moment that will soon slip away;
Lost in a moment to the tumultuous sea that is life.

Confusion boils like water,
Though it does not evaporate.
It only hardens into mistrust and desperation,
But there is nothing easy that can be done,

Because the easy way out will leave only a void in which nothing but empty promises and white lies reside.