If your mind is lost
Why seek denial, when you can be set free
In the truth
An option, a choice
Maybe we seek, the louder voice
But retract in necessity
What tears us apart, entropy
The grey, a liberating sort,
Tainted and stained
Deliberating
But a noise unheard
Like a whisper,
A voice
Humming like the birds
In the morning's daylight
When distractions became remains
To a relation, a memory
Asleep in December
The frost, it Welters
I can breathe again
A feeling a youth
So clear, only boasting of truth
Because denial is the devil,
And God is only good
Believe it
Know it
See it
Sense it
Decide on it
But the truth,
You can't hide from it
After the storm,
Comes the sun
Just know,
Please note,
That You have won.