And just because I want you to fully know my mood and my thoughts...

A lie confessed
 a bit too late
with damage done
the bandage ripped
 lemon juices squeezed
the pain refreshed:
almost new
a pain remembered
bad dreams
on record repeat
night after night
the suffix
to every new day's ending
no lessons learned
concious is seared
chard: the way
 you enjoy your steak
a walking fake
too many masks
for each maskerade
lost track..
which is the real me