Bitter Truth.

Bitter Truth.

A Poem by funeralmoon
"

you would make them choke on truth becuase the lies you fed were sweeter.

"

The game began where you tell a lie

a time to live and they let you die

let them open up your mind to decide what is right

however I can see this darkness without your light.

 

So we play your game...

 

I play dress up, you play god

at the end of a sermon can't save a life

and you ask me why how can I live my life

I answer with an answer you deny.

 

you eat the sight that you take

the bread and bones you break

on a complex you can make

the weak made this great.

 

there is no better illusion

that you letting it recreate your mind

try to see through your deceiver

you want perfection.. this time

 

you would make them choke on truth becuase the lies you fed were sweeter.

so you wash your hands of the blood of pigs

you look to the next and prepare for this

you twist the mind and burn the eyes

I wait with abandon for deaths heavenly kiss.


you look down upon this world
and all those who looked to you for sight
they are just pigs in the mud of deception
you, however are the king of swine
 

you lay on your thrown of lust

and the violence of my heart

draws you in with the weight of sin

and it leaves you wanting more

 

they choked on truth becuase the lies you fed were sweeter.

 

the need makes you sure

you created god as a w***e

you need a crutch darling

and you will always need more

 

you'll get what you deserve
for deceving in a heaven

i escaped with nothing but my sight

and in the darkness, nothing is light

 

 before this final descent

and the ingnorant blind fall

I watched the world you engulfed

I watch the death of it all

 

you will get what you deserve

and not by chance of fate

your truth concieved lies

birthed the religion so great

 

you got what you deserved
for deceving in a heaven of light

but how can you not be in darkness
when you eat your peoples sight.

© 2010 funeralmoon


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what an amazing poem :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Amazing... Definately. Amazing. What form and power, and truth. Havent read any of your stuff in a while. And this really woke me up again. What are you anyway? Ive not seen this kind of supernatural expression so forward and full, in verse, from anyone yet. I see deep things in you. Mysteries hidden since the foundation of time. Thanks for the veiw.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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funeralmoon
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We can only erase words, but not our past. I am a minimalist, who loves writing, painting, and nature. I write what I feel because it is a good outlet to channel my emotions through. I feel like.. more..

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