Tainted Skein

The poison.
The poison thats in your mind.
That you found, that you took.

The poison.
The poison slowly killing.
That you accept, that you love.

That it might be from his point of view.
That nothing would be in doubt.
Hide behind a veil, nothing in secrecy.
Your perceived fallacy of youth.

And I would conceal no disgust,
at your indoctrinating ways.
Twisting the strings, manipulating deceit.
Your damned existence he forbade.