Sleepless Nights Vol Ii

This is just another tale from the crypt another one bites the dust I guess she didn't make the guest list, just another enigma, that's what she called me when she couldn't paint this picture but I say she should've just drunk from another pitcher, assumptions turns into to a failed attempt to someone who could decrypt ya thoughts actions emotions, and weeks later it still hasn't soaked in, so it seeps in threw the cracks of past feelings but I refuse to look back on my life but still I envision the ghost of my past, taking me back down memory lane, but I know better my present is a gift and my past is something I wouldn't exchange, no matter how it looks is that the reason I'm reading so many books, I guess I'm looking for the secrets that they hid, will I find out it was indeed the truth or another fictitious fib, so I open that door that door without hesitation knowing that if I expose the truth they might send me on my final destination, so it's do or die and my life has an expiration date on it anyway I understand I'm damned if I do, so hello to sleepless nights once more with no regrets as I expose the truth