My Painful Truth Part 2
Profoundly dumb, and so naiive.
I've known the worth I've had-
I just let you breathe death in me.
Built a stairway made of gemstones-
my feet were guided by their shimmers.
Which then rotted away-
to brutal truths, and baneful sinners.
How many corpses built this house?-
Or am I the only one?
(But) again I now see differently-
through the deeds that you have doneWhy can't I Seem to grasp it-
that actions speak louder than words?
I guess it's 'cause I'm desperate-
to still believe all that I'd heard.
The whispers left of memories-
(and) moments stuck inside my head.
Obsessed with recollecting-
priceless moments, which now are dead.
The butterflies that you gave me-
triggered a drive to see this through.
But now, if I am honest-
I've given up on me and you.
Why is it I stay, you ask?-
I'll admit my painful truth.
Please know that it is terrifying-
to see my nightmares have come true.
It's not because I still have hope-
or think things will get better.
It's not because I think you'll change -
so that we'll grow old together.
Although the hurt outweighs it now-
I soak happy moments in.
For when we finally fall apart-
I'll never feel such things again.
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