Deception, a sweet nectar for liars
A smoky wine
Pleasant to the taste
An addiction sublime
Denial, the nectar consumed
Empty inside
The addict emerges
As false realities collide
Truth, ignored deep in the mind
Numb to the core
Desperate for a fix
Grasping the habits of before
Static, unwilling to address the root
Deeply buried
Love from the deceived
By a crutch of comfort he is carriedÂ