Distrustful Truth

The questions boggle in my mind
Of what went wrong between the two of us
That had pushed through and was still left behind them all
And yet we tried to cry,
To run and hide
Behind the truth that lied and blinded our eyes
Of lies that somehow told the truth.

Somewhere we got lost in a fire that blazed of love
And sometimes hate
Of the things that mattered the most
But only to one of us
Because to you that did not matter
Or maybe it did at some point in time
The clock, however, still tells us lies.

What I had, I gave
Not to judge or dispute
It was what it was at the time that we were
What hurts is the scrape of that lie
That existed between you and I
Somewhere we got lost in a fire that mattered.

Somehow you succeeded to run and hide
Behind what I tried to cry
Of the the lies that somehow told the distrustful truth.