Truth and deceit turned into wordsWaves into my storywhose sense is understood only by meMy game is overQuietly the gilt is offI'll close fire under my eyelidsI'll start to write the following chapterVoice of false confessionslies down on my mouthAlthough I don't want toI'm walking away with each new momentSwimming in bursting streams of wordsI want to write the following chapter