Slowly
I've realised the truth
Yet I don't want to
I know what I have to do
Yet I don't want to do it

Predicaments plague me
Kills me
Still I continue this blind eternity
Hoping it will change
When in fact
Nothing can change
Without me changing first

I hide from this truth
I shiver and quake
I know I have to face up to it
But when?
When will I have the strength to admit
What I've always known all along?
The truth
It binds,
It kills,
It eats,
I die slowly.
Slowly.

I have to change
I have to stop blaming people
I have to stop my hate
Most importantly
I have to stop myself
I know this
Yet I continue
wishing
Hoping
What I know is all but an illusion
but
I know the truth

This truth
It burns
It keeps me awake
It slashes at me
It whispers in my ears and
Nags at my conscience
Slowly
I die
Slowly
slowly...