Deep, dark secrets within me, raging to flow out.
They have only just begun to amplify, and are ready to
demolish me.
My eyes are contemplating the unimaginable.
Forcing an unsecured implication, above the uncontrollable,
Enduring this evident depression, should have been best left
undone.

Locked away, protected behind a devoted deffence. 
It is now desiring freedom, longing to break free.
I am caged between the truth and what is perceived to be.
It has finally caved in, bitterly, battening every inch.

Slowly, conquering, overcoming, 
And engulfing me, disheartening me instantly.
Without a consideration or logic.
This imperfection has been unleashed, 
Causing me to undergo an emotional reaction.
Which has been avoided, for a lifetime now.
Now is the time to create an image,
A clear image of authenticity, Of reliability,
and of trustworthy.
As I can no longer bear witness to the destruction it has
caused me deeply..