Lies

when we seek for cause that bring pain and shame,it is never to abide as admitting is insane,purely disastrous for all to gain,diminishing the hope that's being build,the worth is somewhat no one has seen,yet we try and fought again,knowing where the road will lead,to a desert that will never rain,nothing to gain and only pain,bliss and torment is what await,yet drawn to it without a shame,as if it is only a game,..

not a moment past as were to deem,a moment to look back to rethink,known only for others to see,that what remain is just its skin,groomed by fear yet it blooms,underneath those stunning beauty,are wretched and hideous play,a foul act that should have been on display,..

it is like a living bomb that we kept inside,not knowing till when it will reside,fearing that one day it will unfold,losing everything there is to hold,a charm and attraction it may,to be disappointed when it is dismay...

never did it came with a blessing,never has it been promising,it has always been misfortune,bitter and always despairing...

acknowledged yet its like the air we breath...cant run away nor can it be kept,..
detest,despise it for that it should...
speak of the truth no matter how painful it is...for lies is never of any use.