The fire in my eyes

glow

at every strike

of the match

It's an uncontrollable

emotion

I wish it weren't so

out of reach

and that

I didn't lie

out of desperation

It's an ugly wicked

monster

eating up

our tongue

and shrinking

our mentality

into

an asylum;

lying with a conviction

to a point

and playing make believe

that we are

indeed

a

bunch

of

honest

people

to

a

fault

just because it's fear tangling up with the essence within me

knotting up with my spirit

strangling me,

ruining me

perhaps forever.

Why do I lie?

Why do I lie?

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©VioletEden