Recognizing The Lies Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Am I paying for someones elses crimes?
Living off of someone elses good times.
When we lie, do we do it for the good of all mankind.
Little voices to remind.
This time, I will not just sit idly by.
Put me in this position and I will not flounder but survive.
One good swing and a miss.
Dodging a bullet one last time.
The ghost lodged in my mind.
You don't see him but it doesn't change that he's there.
Awkward are the moments as we try to dance.
Tripping over our own two lumbering feet.
Giants knocked to there knees.
Frozen trees, in a dark and erie forest that sorrounds me.
A scene from a play that is full of so many mysteries.
I don't have to have the answers for the common cancer of human existance.
I just have to walk my own way even if it means I suddenly get lost in a dense forebodding fog.
Fear from the unexpected.
It's something I long ago I rejected.
Flaws line the walls like a spackled paint.
Accept them or don't.
Pity no I won't.
With many regrets it has to be said.
But in my heart you are already dead.
With mouths to feed, someone need to be bled.
Maybe this time it will be you.
This time maybe it will be you.