You lie to me.

You lie to me. you lie to me all the time.. why? closing your eyes at what stares in the face. and then you dont give me enough credit for thinking. what else is there to do? i think all the time. any given moment my mind is trying to resolve the conflict between the truth and the lies. trying to come to terms with the all consuming addiction that i keep wanting to smash against the wall for it tastes so bitter. I keep longing for truce with this freedom that is hell. This freedom is hell. keep longing for rights i wont voice and you wont acknowledge. stop fucking lyin to me! my day begins and ends with questions. i am tangled in this web of distrust, disbelief, constant questioning, constant putting aside, constant not believing in what i want to believe with all my heart and soul.

This denying hurts. you hurt.