the truth

THE TRUTH

Walking in circles not sure where to go.
blissfully entering a world unknown.
i stumble upon a stone so rare
the onyx, it's beauty, lures me there

so quickly i let down my suspicion
though i bearly reached the surface tension
week upon week the mystery grows
placidly the issue, nobody knows

my eyes that were closed now have been opened
my ears are sharp ready to comprehend
i am oh so fully alert
know the truth i no longer deserve
kissing you when i could have preserved
i would take back now all i have done
to bad that was not how this web was spun