Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Distortion

The truth sometimes,
Is horrible to take in or to let out;
So we conceive a lie to help out.
The end to what the truth holds,
Can bitterly, brutally, batter us, till we're unfixably broken.
The sand in my eyes,
Can't be washed away,
By the number of tears my soul has shed,
For every lie I've told.
Day in, Day out, another truth wrapped away in the garbage of my mind.
My heart,
Seeking a convincing truth,
In all the numerous false tales I've told.
A necessary Evil, I persuade myself to believe it is.
Hiding away from the fact, that I'm truly a coward.
A lie, remains a lie, no matter how true it may sound.
I have just been singing for so long,
I've forgotten what stopping feels like.
A voice like the Lucifer's might; soothing, and angelic.
It's lyrics, beautifully crafted.
But do not forget the Lucifer part;
For that's the most important one everybody leaves out.
I don't hold no justification for all my sins,
It's not something I take pride in.
Karma is coming for me, that I know.
I'm still right here, seeking redemption;
Hoping that the penalty I pay,
Would be less than the gravity it already is.