Hopeless is true,  I listen despite
Ears embrace footfall from the pitch of the night
I tumble slow and reach below to extinguish a candlelight glow
The edges fade to border blue, I whisper soft forging words, untrue, my simple lonely," baby I love you."
But my imaginations walking is soon shattered by a knocking and I find my door unlocking.
Red gates of illusion crack sensitive eyes today as the door slowly swings my way and you say, as you drop your sack of black,  that earlier today you don't remember why you felt the lack of my ok to just drop in and say hey. Kickback relax.
How in your brain I find a knowledge that laid in mine.
Justifiable ?  Unlikely pliable.  Oh I see its a feminine fog. With swaying hand I cut this smog, smoke clears, visions scare me and she  eminates a distraught , Jeremy.
Now clear to earthly eyes a shadowed woman whose thoughts untie words from subtle lips confused words so often outright abused.
Your actions all imply that your words are lies.
I remember the nights I cried. My loss of youthful pride.
I volley quickly my reply as your offer I deny.
Hopeless is true.