We all have them.
We all live by them.
We all live with them.
It doesn't matter how big,
Or how small they are.
They will always be there.
Creeping up out of nowhere.
Making themselves known.
It's the lies that seem to...
Find their ways into the smallest hole...
Making themselves bigger than before...
Eating away at anything and everything...
Till there's nothing but misery left.
Allowing the secrets to take fold
Mixing and turning every little lie
Waiting for the perfect moment
To destroy everything...
Leaving everything and nothing
In a still balance
Where it all freezes
In one single place
Leaving only one thing left.