When Life Gives You Scars, Pass Them On

I came into your life
a cascade of lonely lies searching for the truth in myself.
I found ultimate truth lying dormant in you.
I leeched off you for air and gravity,
to keep me alive and in reality.
I lost your stability when you sacrificed it
for your old life support.
It's okay; everyone has a weak moment.
But one day she failed you,
and again I leaped from the dark abyss of self-deception
into your supportive arms.
But before I could latch onto you,
I had to clear your mind of my deceit.
Before I got to the point where I couldn't bring myself to hurt you,
I needed to bring you into my reality.
Your heart cracked at my words,
and I knew that I had carried you as you had cradled me.
The tears of my open sins removed a tainted mark from my brow,
and I became healthy and right again.
But to have cleansed my path
I had to leave a scar across your eye,
crossing your vision with paranoid imagination.
Please forgive me for this selfish act.
But I promise you, one day you will be able to see the truth again, too;
one day you will understand.