Lies

Why? why do you do it?
slips off your tongues like silk later to bite you in the hand.
Your own words coming back in rage and fury in their karmatic reincarnation
Why? Why do it at all?
Denial blanketing the truth from those you love
Hating what you do so much that you'd rather make up something that never existed
You're a lesser man when you lie, a greater man when you free your self
The truth most likely hurts like boiling oil
The truth, when it stares you in the face is justice calling you out
Living in a grave of lies will only bury you alive
Do you know what the truth is anymore?
Have they claimed your soul?
have they come to take what is now theirs?
will truth have to go to battle for you spirit?
Will you allow truth to carry you back like a wounded lost solider
have you lost the war?
will you come back on hands and knees humbled by truths grace
Or will you seek the blanket of lies that blinds you for comfort?
Why do it at all?
why get lost
why lose everything you are to something that doesn't exist
lies; they don't exist
they are that which never happened...they are deadly air
the truth stands there firm and strong, reality
reality will always find you
it will always come and get you
it just depends if you want to walk back from battle with dignity
with your head held high
or if you need to be dragged out by truth with no pride left
fallen
broken
either way, come back... come back let karma take care of that which doesn't exist
We've all been there at one point or another
different degrees of wounds from lies' wrath
stop
just stop
let truth bite your tongue and kiss your lips