On the search for the beast you've descibed me as ...
To be as open and honest; to show you this transparency.
Every time you lure me in with the lies you speak of in vain.
Expecting all of the tears you cry now to wash away all of our discrepancies and all of our pain.
All of the answers you demand; information your foolishly slither to ascertain.
Confused as to why the feelings and devotion no longer remain.
The person I was and who I am no longer exist.
Floating through existence falling short of being reminisced.
Yet you call to me with open hands expecting me to be more than emotionless.
How does one stand as the other doesn't know how to survive ?
Silently living underneath the mask he's pulled tightly to cover his eyes ..,
Each day passing pieces of his soul emerge cracked as he waits for reply.
