Dear Lies.

Emptiness.

Lacking.

Faith.

Dear Lies.
The day that you opened my door, and walked into my life. I felt something new. I felt something that I had never felt before. But yet did I have to find out, that this wasn't a good feeling. You closed the rest of my windows, and locked my doors. And I let you. You came in. Dressing me in satisfaction and deceit. You fed me lies and undyingly poured my glass fuller and fuller. I began too forget the rest of the world. Sinking into your lies and temptations.

But that day came, when someone else came knocking at my door. Something with more promise, that didn't hurt me. Someone who didn't torture me into death, yet guided me beside still waters. Oh Dear Lies, how much happier I felt with the truth. I could laugh again. I felt complete. I was filled with a love like no other. But I was weak without knowing.

That night you crept into my room. Waking me from a peaceful slumber. Taking me into the darkness. Telling me I wasn't allowed to say no anymore, because I had failed too many times. I fell for it. I felt guilty and disgusted for what I had done before. This thing, this unexplainable hatred that I felt, this was the only punishment I would ever receive. I had sinned. And you had helped. You had a sly smile on your face, I knew you would. You had succeeded then. Bringing me farther away from the truth, and closer towards the hate and rage I felt of myself. You had won. For now.

Dear Lies. Have you never heard a fairy-tale? The prince always comes for his Princess. Even in the worst circumstances. He slays the dragon, or kills the witch. Obviously you were unaware, as even I was. That I had a prince. He came, white horse and all, to rescue me from this dungeon. I may have eaten your poisoned apple, but none was stronger than the love of thy Prince. That sly smile began to recede. And an anger driven revenge beginning to flare.

And as He led me by still waters, away from temptation, I still felt guilt. I felt a personal need to punish myself. I was to blame for all of this. I had fled from my Prince once before. I knew I was capable of doing it again. No matter how much I though I put my trust in him, I had no trust in myself.

So again I've been dragged away and enticed. Falling deeper into the darkness with your lies.
But I've grown smarter over these years. You don't know how much I know and feel. The things that I am capable of. I have a Prince, who rides that white horse. Waiting for me everytime. And now is the time. The time, where forever more, I follow him.
I'm opening that door, the light shines in. And my foot steps out, into the unknown. But I am not alone. But that is where I leave you. Alone. Where you first found me

Sincerely,
Bruised, Broken, Beautiful.