The search for truth in embedded lies

Whenever I hear your same old lies
Into the darkness my mind wanders
To long ago hurtful final goodbyes

And the awful truth in your dark eyes
Where my fickle mind still now ponders
I wonder what exactly began our demise

When one became two in our awful despise
Perhaps in selfishness one often squanders
Or the ever inquiring heart that does surmise


So why when the end came the sudden surprise
A stack of stained white linen now to launder
And the truth now forever a clever disguise