Lies

I don't think I can take too much more.
They carry with them, an insatiable panic.
It's those, for whom I care rather dearly,
Causing these legthy episodes, full of manic.
I'm not sure that I can provide such an answer
Only hearing the truth, would be so relieving.
No more days without end, filled up with fighting 
Or of nights, filled with plots, only meant for deceiving.
Just the hope, for a normal existence, I guess
Where honesty, will no doubt, become first.
Feeling like everyday brings along a new blessing,
Instead of wondering, every night, if my soul has been cursed.
There's only one more thing that I ask,
It's that truth, and truth alone, be the answer.
Allowing whatever time that is left, now to heal.
From this fight, that has become like a long bout with cancer.
It will be a great process, of learning, for us all 
Which at times, will include, an obstacle for our stumble
But together, one day, we will all stand again
Relearning, once again, what it takes to be humble.
It will take, for all of us now, just to change
Which involves many undying thoughts, being hollowed.
Leaving all preconceived notions behind us
And whatever pride, that remains, to be swallowed.