Pick Out Poison From The Truth Poem by Kellyn, A Grau

Devoted to a love that seems to be nonexistent
Expression never seems to find it way into your eyes
Abandoned by my morals and the thoughts I held so dear
Betrayed by my own heart and broken by my fears
The clouds from the past start to gray my present
And scars bleed on to show what was once done
Remembering the pain and sorrow my soul had endured
And praying that the past will not repeat its self
Avoiding conversation on the things that made me mad
Ignoring all the signs that things are really bad
Dividing truth and lies in your every conversation
And wondering if I am meeting your expectations
Devour all my lust to live a regret free life
Exhausted by the blood that's dripping from the knife
That penetrated my backside when I turned away from you
And broken from the thoughts of something I once knew
Explain to me your aggravation and if you really want me
Or am I just some puppet that you handle with such care
Patients is growing thinner as the days begin to fade
And desolation sets it way into my heart to erase
The thoughts of you and a new flower to bloom
And flourish into something wonderful to change my perspective on things
But should I let it wither and die away
Because the blooms hold poison and a deceptive gaze
Manipulation is such a common thing
Am I blinded by the desire to feel loved again
Or is the truth pulling at my vision and do I see it clearly
But need to open up my mind a little more to grasp it
Torn between which path to take
To pick destruction and then hold onto a new rebirth
Or to embrace my own emotions and keep following the straight line
Guidance in my life is becoming more of a demand
To show me if my heart is right with whatever path it takes
To pick the lies out of the truth and bring it into a reality
Will I be able to open my heart and finally see what's meant to be