Healing myself.
Why did it go this far?
I don't know my meanings.
I don't know my lies.
Where did all the agony go?
Why did all this dark red appear?
Where is my laughter, my smiles,
my anguish, my sighs,
and the silky-smooth feel of you
against me?
My lies- my lies betrayed me.
I counted on their mirrors
but instead found
they lied right back.
But now I've come full circle,
I'm standing in truth,
make of me what you may.
I'll stay here for a day,
or year,
or maybe finally it's real.
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