I live in two worlds. Connecting those two worlds, is a bridge. An ocean of lies. One world; a place I can be myself in, a mask easily taken off when I have the courage to show who I am. The other; a trap. A mystery. A world I swore to never see again. A world in which they created an image of me, one I have to follow; one slowly depriving me of my thoughts and feelings.
I live in two lies. Two lies in which, hidden deep within a cave, within a monster, within a heart, within my heart, hides a bickering truth. Afraid and untouched. Sheltered and protected. A truth no one would have guessed at, surrounded by two strange make-belief, wannabe dreams.
I live in two lives. Two lives; both not mine. Two lives which hold and carry the life I should be living.
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The Truth Embarks a New Beginning
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