Angel Of Illusion

These forbidden desires dare we seek once illusions fade from sight and sound. To live and breathe your creation from a lie. Long since the story had begun to unfold. Yet never measured the consequences for the actions spoken and told. One's fantasy, so desperate to wrap it around a truth it could never understand. A reality beyond the imagination inspired from within you. An important role one tried to claim but never would it be understood. For lies reach their end in time once you fail to exceed. Through the writing that stains my wall you found a place to invade. Through these eyes that pierce the flesh you braved the risk to fool me. Yet what you could not see is that you tried to become something you can never be. Now with pen in hand you shall not write my stories end. You shall write the ending your character has been waiting to face. No longer to exist in what I live to find. For deception has no place here, my false baring dear.

In my soul I'll never claim perfection, but I'll not take credit alone. Many nights spent trying to find the secrets the dark hid from your eyes. To create your place there. But I could see this illusion before me. Still with risk and doubt at hand I offered you a look inside. A taste of something beyond your realm. Something you sought to cling onto and feed into. To hold it before me and call me the liar. This miserable fate couldn't come too late. Forever it's been here for all to see, so never have lies come from me. I haven't created myself in anyone's eyes. I've assumed no role but the one I've always lived. The venom fed from the hand's of hate. What temptation now dares awake. Back in body and flesh. Let rise the old to consume my soul. For this syn to end with a bittersweet grin. Now here's credit where credits due. This story shall now erase you. Return to a world that's still asleep. For no more tears we weep. No more words shall be spoken. This silence never broken.