I bet I'm internally bleeding and slowly dying, thats what you do to me my hearts slowly seeping blood, your rushing through my veins and I can feel your honesty dripping down my ribs, at least thats what I thought I felt, instead my feelings are false its not honesty thats filling me up, its artificial satisfaction of the truth, I'm blinded and deceased by a creature called love, lies make my eyes watery and my body numb you promised me a cure, relief rest, now your growing inside me like cancerous tumors, I'm ready to go I cant feel much anymore happiness can only be faked and fabricated to a certain degree, I'm on life support and your honesty to me now is life or death.
