I knew it the whole time
Knowing something as a fact,
But being tell it is so.
Carries you denial,
learning it the hard way.
I thought I'd done my assignment
grasping from any source i could get
that could've given me an idea
of what i'll be facing off.
I thought I knew from Observing,
for witnessing deceptions,
Been there deepening as far i could go;
that I could dismiss One when arriving.
But that had Only made it,
harder to leave behind.
My eyes no longer look the same
My pride was the price to paid
in order to convince my self.
knowledge, it's hard to get
Mostly when you believe in Faith.
Needs can Sometimes be disguise,
by wants.
becoming mis-perceiving lies,
Covering your heart with bruises,
Tearing your body in parts.
Deceiving eyes, from reality.
Leaving scars on your wrists,
to remained you of what u have lived.
Telling i, to believe
I've heard my voice repeat.
No more damage can be healed
On what its exposed,
All off your peril lies,
had jeopardize my corpse as well,
Your poison maybe kept
for ever in my veins.
Draining my heart of pain.
Your blackness grew in my
soul expanding inside me,
creating this New version
of me, in order for you
to hate, and for me to embrace.
For you to move on,
and for me to protect
what is left of myself.
P.s.
It's the hardest thing to learn from other's mistakes,
it takes pain and deception to
understand about what it's CORRECT.
But what the hell,
Nobody is really sure of what we shall really due.
