Deadly Sins…
Why can the mind run so free?
Like a captive horse who has been let loose?
Why do random waves of ponder,
Cause guilt to sink me in its ocean.
Skeletons in my closet lie hidden,
Till one shall find the golden key,
Unlock the padlock,
Reveling a lot; loosing it all.
Fear is not the absence of courage,
It is the absence of will power to achieve what you want,
Lying is a way to escape the fear of telling the truth,
The horrors only arise if the truth is let out.
Guilt leaves one feeling vexed,
Loss leaves one feeling sad,
Lying allows one escape reality,
While the aftermath kill one itself.
Something written a couple of days ago...
No comments:
Post a Comment