The lies we tell
each other.
The lies we tell
ourselves.
There’s something
undercover
that leads us both
straight down to Hell.
There are ideas,
and then there are
revelations.
One hand to save us,
the other holding
our damnation.
So surprising
we let go
of our own
salvation,
to cling to
the lies
that we
create
in our
imagination.
I’m through
with holding you up,
your excuse,
it’s the truth.
I’m sick of my lies;
they don’t fly,
just sit on the roof
and watch with their eyes
when I go outside,
the want me to die
and eat my insides.
While I’m alive,
I watch them
as they take my eyes.
All this to keep
from hurting.
Look at all the pain
we caused.
We lied to ourselves
again
and cried to God,
then ignored Him
every time He called.
It’s no wonder
we live in fear
and pain.
It’s clear
we can’t sustain
the truth
for long enough
to keep us sane.
We keep running back
to the things
we create,
thinking they
will erase
our mistakes.
Taking things
to take away our pain,
and when we awake
from our narcotic state
we see that nothing’s changed.
We’re always
just one step away
from salvation
and the grave.
The choice
was always ours to make.
So, I keep on praying
that we’ll forsake
lies
for the truth, today.
It doesn’t have to be
this way.
HG – 2021
