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Our love was a blurry lie, And so, I’m afraid, was my life. I’m not sure why I do it, Socialize, Because it’s so punishing for me. Do you think there is clearness? Because it is of my understanding, That what is known is marred, Foggy, Muddy, Blurry, Lies, My vision lied to me as well, I thought I knew, Turns out my vision is fuzzy Mere static in a world of noise What makes the heart jump, At the sight of something Was never real for me. My ears telling me the words they never said Or even just a blurry lie. This one was blurry but oh so obvious. Because one of pureness, Cannot lie well, Even if their world is dark, Their persona will always determine, The lie that ruined me I don’t enjoy nights like this, It leads my mind into quicksand As my thoughts eat away at it, Slowly sinking into the abyss. As the moon, Lingers like my melancholic boulder. I carry on back the memories of bittersweet end Will you meet me at the end? Will we be in peace like stories suggest? Or will it be everything I expect and less. Will we never escape the hell of this reality, What have we made. The clay we molded with our cold slender hands, As the thinning of my life and the thickening, Of my skin and heart, Lead me to great sadness and enlightenment. Follow me my friend to glory at the end. Credit to Agatha all Along for last line
