The world is too bright when it’s full of lies.
Darkness lacks without any trust.
How I wish to dim the deceit,
For too much can hide behind florescent lights.
Cold penetrates
What once was kept warm by the golden world in the celestial sky.
Soon to be a myth of long ago.
Pity will cease
For not a tear will be seen
For cries will be lost
In the midst of agony,
Felt by a world too far gone from all verities.
Rain will fall to wash away
The remnants of falsities
To reveal, even to blind eyes,
All the truths long forgotten.
A world of fragile things
Hidden by far too many a luminous glow.
Rapture all the shadows;
No longer apparitions of the hidden psych.
Free they are
To roam a deceptive world,
To spill every obscure secret.
Like the crimson blood shed
By countless who fought
Through the murky seas of deception.
Shattering is all will be
When the sun fails
And we must confront the face in the cracked mirror.