Delusions and Destruction

While I have held my Truth in silence, the loud voice of Lies has been allowed to take the stage. And, so it has been for the past five years, and the picture that was painted by the Lies that were told about me was readily accepted as an authentic work of art, and no one cared to scratch beneath the surface of it. And my family and my friends turned their face from me so they could gawk at this incredible masterpiece. And it was a masterpiece indeed, but only a masterpiece of deception, born from a sick mind and a pathological need to cover up the artists own disfiguration.