Drifting into the lives seep into the soul where emotions hide dark skies were beating me down with shadows of deceit slashing at trust till it forever bleeds with doubt, with pain, with trust is pain.
When you think of me in your multidimesional mind, try and wash the "evil" from your mind and open it.
When you taste the truth you will see like others before me, to you I am past, a story to tell tell it.
You may think you own the end take another close look at the script of sadness etched in the book.