These twisted thoughts, which elude my mind,
an inextricable deceit of lust by mankind.

I thought I knew many,
but little did I know,
that one day my loved ones,
would be deceitful and low.

I wake from my sleep,
with visions so sickening,
that the ones I once loved,
had betrayed me, without thinking.

I know in my mind,
that there are a good few.
A traditional lot,
with cares that are true.

In my deepest heart,
and the substance of my being,
I will live and let live,
and disperse all my grieving.