Bending Lies Into Your Truth Poem by Leylek D. Sovura

My eyes turn red, blue and black,
is there a crack in my head?
Fate is preparing a thread,
to cut the golden rope
there will be no turning back.

One thing, though, i am blessed with,
is that i know when i am messed with.
Liars and liars pile up in front of me,
i am still only smiling,
waiting and waiting for the godess of fate
to cut my rope so i can finally fade.

Let me give you a piece of advice,
they bend it and bend it, their lies,
to make a fresh new truth.
Just close your eyes
never trust the old or the youth.

Your body torn and your soul tormented,
your luck is nonexistent, love is suspended,
Don't trust the humans all of them lie.
Trust only yourself, it is in your hands,

to choose your friends and hope
that she will cut your rope,
to free you from the lies.