It was once said that things will get better in time.
However that is far from the truth.
Time is like a sand storm,
that will slowly bury the current situation.
It is still there,
even if it's not in plain sight.
Sometimes the storm will uncover the memories,
and fulfill a mind full of chaos.
Alot of things are overlooked,
underanalyzed, and misconcepted.
Alot of people take the innocent for granted.

I believed you,
you lied not once nor twice.
The sand storm blew over,
like nothing ever happened.
The storm came once again,
this time uncovering my mind full of chaos.

Trying to differenciate what to believe.
Struggling to understand.
Feeling lost,
left to wait for the storm to blow over.
However it is set in the back of my mind.
Heavy like a drenched, dark cloud.