i’m crying in your mind
you say
with the devil in your eyes
he’s walking in truth of nothingness
riding in the wind with birds seeking lies in your view
and i told you
not to go
but going is where i found foot
and i tread
in depth of this
moving your hands against
the air
i said i loved but love was a lie
these little white fine lines i crossed
in truth you seek to understand
but understanding was nothing we gained
this didn’t make sense
until it did
you and i
didn’t make sense
until it did
does that mean
all of this is confusion
at its finest?
and in your lies i found a fine line which couldn’t make sense until it could