Chains in the truth

Complete in a incomplete world

Finished at the edge of jealousy

Refined at the moment of acceptance

Me, the string of uncertainty

Rambling and scrambling at the sounds of your lies

Believing what I once never believed

Knowing failure

Breathing failure

Being failure

This isn't me

I knew security once

I embraced it

I cherished it

Then I let it go, realizing the fallacy in such sanity

Now this is me, enlightened and miserable

The truth isn't free

It is chains

Author's Note

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