My Heart Was the Liar

what is it, pretending to be one of the monsters that creep, roaring through life, keeping a secret self, safe down and deep. all others will see, scaled armor and sin, (it's all I'll ever let myself be), a shadow with red eyes, steaming skin, but... my downfall was mine, lacking faith, spitting fire, but when she was gone, only my heart was the liar. there is no gratitude, no company, going through the motions, if love was never, truly, here illusion quickly fades out, like synthetic emotions. to learn what it was, and what it was not, castles get built up on sand, dire wounds that won't clot. so, does this refrain, have a resounding conclusion? or wetly subside, into deeply malicious illusion? the dawn doesn't care, the planet will turn, wounded hearts, shattered minds, will either burn out or learn.