Saturday 11 February 2012

Trust me they lie...

"Trust me they lie..." - An original

Just as i started seeing the light at the end of the tunnel
it diminished as quickly as it burned.
Like a spark from a flint
unable to make a fire,
My candle was left empty
but yet burning full of knowledge...

My instincts were far greater than the lies that surfaced
so i stopped being so vulnerable and
trusted the darkness to guide me.
unsure about the destination ahead or
the journey i embarked upon
i stood alone in silence...

Where did i go wrong?
In the end I am always to blame
I'm stronger than that
I don't care about anything else
except to live and have a life...




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