Truth

The truth leaks out Standing there like a frail child Taking the hands of the elder Looking through the glass of lonesome And seeing what rings real Seeing what feels true This gash in my heart mends At the thought of you But it never truly heals Stranded in the wasteland of my mind Brushed by burning cold winds I fear there are no blinds over you I fear you will see it The flaws The very flaws I use to stitch myself Locked up inside all of these years Shadows ready to be freed Only to be followed by greed The skies have lost all color Through the stitching Truth bleeds Truth hurts so bad The truth is I love you But why am I so sad? I can't say a word My feet are firmly planted on larvae They slowly eat me away Hoping I will be gone in time Before you see Before you see the truth I don't want you to see Perhaps if you only knew That I love you Perhaps you wouldn't have to open your eyes