The Present Is The Future Lie Of The Past

The light fleets the morning sun
A pale day in comparison
To those already done
And those crushing still

Deep in the naval of the Earth
Lies the secret we struggled so hard to hide
For every morning, a night
And with each heart beat onward
Life loses its grip

The only sun is done
The lies already swept
The secret I struggled so hard to hide
Is echoing deep within

Each word; a blade
Sharp and blunt at the same time
Each moment; a curse on the continuum of time
I am a shame to all that which is linked to the building blocks of reality