Only the Truth

The wound in me picked out the knife in you
 Shadows find where shadows meet, like shadows do
 The edge that lacerates all lovely things
 And perforates the loftiest of dreams
 Before they get a chance at coming true
 They punctuate our sighs of pleasure with their shadow screams
 I'd been told, but to believe it
 I had to see it with my own two eyes
 I see love everywhere I go
 I see the light inside of all of you
 What more can I do?
 All my words are little incantations
 And I wish to invoke only the truth
 Though it may ring false at first inside the echo chambers
 Of my past, the labyrinth that holds the remnants of the embers
 The sacred well of pain
 That I've returned to time and time again
 To fill my vessels with the nectar-torture-poison
 That my thirsty muse took a liking to
 I'd been told, but to believe it
 I had to see it with my own two eyes
 I see love everywhere I go
 I see the light inside of all of you
 What more can I do?