Lies Like Water

I was trying to sleep one night, and just ended up staring at my ceiling, feeling utterly miserable.

I'm so sick of those words,
Lies spilling so effortlessly from every mouth:
It'll get better one day.
That day will never come, I know full well.
 
How is it that they can speak those words so easily,
When all that lies ahead of me,
As far as the eye can see,
And farther still, is darkness unending?
 
There is no light, not even the smallest glimmer,
And still they lie, for they simply cannot see.
And to lie -do they really think that such a thing can help me?
 
I'd much prefer the truth, the pain of hopelessness,
To the pain of hope lost.
I wish to never hope, never dream again,
So that I have nothing left to be crushed, no spirit to be broken.
 
I'll trust no one, let none in, so that none shall leave.
Only alone am I safe.