Honesty, honestly.

I ask for what I give, a necessary requirement, to obtain what you require, fill that place of power. Ordained and framed with love, trust, transparency. Yet when heaven is in your hands, you would throw it away. Fear and shame. Lies on your tongue, what have you to gain. Did it reflect back to you, truth or mirage, the words you spoke to me, or the hopes you let die.

Was compassion removed at the end of the song, no longer feeling it’s embrace, already moved to the next line. Does the cycle repeat, for me the foster of another wilds divine. Yet here, in the clarity where dreams moisture seeps into the soil, to be undone, for fear won. Lust unwavering, not to be denied, took my hands and led me outside. Slowly packed my insides, while whispering sweet things me floating on the tides.

I believed. Yet before me is the pixels of the truth, you belied.