Information given
do with it what you will
I impart this upon you
with familiarity that scares
just how long has this been going on?
just how long have I been in the dark?
Mother says
Father says
Friends say
I say
Familiarity
was in her mouth as she said words
that paralyzed me

moments, before I could root myself back
into that shit they call reality
I call it actuality
Rearrange; hope; aknowledge...
You wouldn't do that, I know
Or do I just not know you at all?

Cliches set with bullets to kill
Forget the war, this has the power to
rip your heart out
leave not but bloody bones
desecrate your body still young
feel like your dying
but you're just fine on the outside

truth or lie?

It's what I feel on the inside
Trying to figure out the truth
of words, spoken with familiarity
I suppose I'm...
losing this one, taking it hard
but all I can think about is
the familiarity, finality
as if there could be no doubt
it'll last forever.