Everything I Thought That Wasn't

My twisted mind full of truthful lies filled completely with broken and tattered fantasies of everything but the reality that's so false

Her morbid mind empty with the nothingness of the bitter cold in the bitter cruelty of humanity the ancrimonious falseness that was always truth.

waking up is knowing who you really never were
it's when you go to sleep that you notice the real beauty of nothing.

My twisted mind full of truthful lies filled completely with broken and tattered fantasies of everything but the reality that's so false

Her morbid mind empty with the nothingness of the bitter cold in the bitter cruelty of humanity the ancrimonious falseness that was always truth.

I was always swimming in the nothing that was something that was something that seemed too fake to be real but to real to be fake,
Too broken to be complete,
Too dead to be anything other then alive.