Truth be told the lies are here. In the air lies despair. Love and Lust lie on the same bed mediated by trust. Time will tell. Our hearts will rust. Like the wind blowing in the Sahara, a steady gust. Blows away the lies and there lies us. We hide our face from shame and blame.

We curse our brothers name and they do the same. The games we play are not for fun. Fear not for deceit will burn under the blistering sun. Melt away and runneth over, our souls will flow. Deep into the root of the earth, our evils are sowed. Unprecedented precedent so peculiar. We know not what we do so, why are we all so familiar. With our transgressions and trespassing which we all indulge.

The unknowing is known, but we still don't budge. We speak of change what a waste of words. The words are meaningless, a flightless dove. We run from our demons, but we aren't fast enough. We say we've fought them off, but they catch our bluff, grip our throats, press our luck. At that point in time, I'm wondering if I should just give up. Unfortunately, I do because it's a must.

Series of unfortunate events my life story stuck in a paradoxical rut. Speaking of demons, they have taken over again. They are the ones conducting the words from this pen. Illustrating the lies on this page, filling my heart with rage. Their thoughts are dark, a witch's cave.

In my own mind, I am enslaved. To fight them back I am not that brave. The truths they tell can't be taught. Stuck in hell because heaven can't be bought. I'm not talking to myself I'm narrating their thoughts. Fighting them is like questioning God, the brain will rot. My mind is conflicted feeling of distraught. Who do I run when times are tough? Time and time again in this trance I am caught.

Dear Heavenly Father save me from my sins. Wash away my demons with a holy cleanse. Let them not control my soul. Rain blessing upon my life forever more. Let my demons speak for themselves. My tongue can no longer be bought.