Although I think I am so confused
Life’s greatest gifts given to me so freely
Logic has given in to my internal yearnings
The decision to be deceptive made so easily
The need to conquest is but a small game
A chance discovery no small thrill
Lies encase words like chocolate covered candies
Repercussions should stop actions but they never will
I charge through life without much worry
Failures mean little to those without loss
A heart blackened by a life of indifference
The need to succeed surpasses any cost
Hope for love remains so elusive
No ideas ever formed for what it does mean
Endless nights become days of mere suffering
Salvation not possible when truth is not seen
