The Forest
Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2017 2:45 pm
As blackness creeps from the edge of my vision
I realize we never took more than what we were given
With a hand on my throat and a wall at my back
I'd like to leave here and never come back
You don't have to like me but you have to love me
Is the lie you always told
As you tightened your hold
And the only lie we're left to believe
Is that I love you and you love me
If you looked me in the eye and told me the truth
I don't think those words would ever take root
Theres not much room left.
The light here is shrouded
The soil is crowded
With this forest of lies planted in youth
The seeds that you've sown
The trees have all grown
And not one of them produces fruit
That could ever be confused with truth
I realize we never took more than what we were given
With a hand on my throat and a wall at my back
I'd like to leave here and never come back
You don't have to like me but you have to love me
Is the lie you always told
As you tightened your hold
And the only lie we're left to believe
Is that I love you and you love me
If you looked me in the eye and told me the truth
I don't think those words would ever take root
Theres not much room left.
The light here is shrouded
The soil is crowded
With this forest of lies planted in youth
The seeds that you've sown
The trees have all grown
And not one of them produces fruit
That could ever be confused with truth