Drowning in this beautiful bliss of lies I sat and wondered if it were true.
Could I trust the person sitting next to me who seemed to tell such a beautiful tale? The words were poetic and captivating. Seeming to reveal the deepest part of my soul in a way known all to well.
The familiarity seemed warm and comforting at first but slowly turned cold. Nothing but a beautiful void stood before me. Trusting its every word till I would die.
Wanting nothing more then to complete the very thing before me. This beautiful void that I knew nothing of. Captivating me till I would die.
It held something I wanted. The truth deep within itself. Drowning from the lies that created the beauty.
I realized it was me. I wanted myself and not the lies that I had made. No more drowning. It may not be beautiful but its me.
Yes it was true but there's more to life than drowning in a beautiful bliss of lies.
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