Bring Me To Peace

when the truth arrived enveloped, it was November and at the inception standing quiet the rags of innocence were ripped from my eyes I mourned what never was grasping at this breech of faith both hands reached and disappeared into the vapour, where once you laid to rest paper fluttered down I hadn’t realised I had given more than I intended never seeing the game that was played in the shadows of the day my life-force was attained belief in humanity suffered and shattered from the burn of this betrayal, paranoia sits with me hand in hand my fingers tapped out the tune as the veracity of this deception, was validated time and time again So I am not mad but grieving