Lies.
Lies are all I see,
staring down the double barrel
of I, myself, and me.
Pain.
Pain is the only thing I gain,
as we walk separately
down Lovers Lane.
The lies feed the pain.
The pain feed the lies.
All that is left are false
non-truths and denies.
I have now become helpless and meek.
The strength within me growing
weak.
All that I see are
lies
and pain.
So when you look into mine,
that is all you shall gain.