You would never believe me if I told you that.. 
there are thorns in my conscience.. 
Of leaving faith and allegiance.. 

You would never believe me if I told you that.. 
there are hidden layers to the spoken truth.. 
Persistent lies lived in the times of youth..
 
You would never believe me if I told you that.. 
dark demons still reside in these caverns.
Dark and light shades of morality yet to discern.. 

You would never believe me if I told you that.. 
there are long battles raging within.. 
Life of  a kindred spirit is yet to begin.

You would never believe me if I told you that.. 
There is a subtle impending sense of doom.. 
But a tiny seed of hope has found fair ground  to blossom and bloom..