Truth

When I come to a conclusion,
I deny it to myself,
Rarely have I ever been -- with myself -- truthful,
I don't -- can't know how to be truthful,

I need hours of looking hours of searching,
Searching through the mountains of lies,
To even speak a whole truth,
Down so far, I'm suspended on lies,

I would have drowned by now in my own trap,
If it were not for my friends,
But their grip is slipping,
So for the One I will dive,

Dive to the bottom for a truth,
If but only one grain,
I will dive,
If it not yet has been washed away by the waves,

Hope guide me!
Though Hopeless I am,
For the One I will go;
The One is my map,

I will go to the bottom if there is one,
I will go done in search of truth lest I drown in my trap.