but the images will never leave these eyes
nor will the words you carelessly fed
so how is it i can truely ever forgive your lies?
how is it possible to forgive if we cannot forget?
whats the use in denying things you still think?
forgiveness, what a nasty illusion to invent
i curse the source it comes from with this ink
i say forgiveness is yours, but will it ever be mine?
memories do not vanish, nor does the pain you've caused
yet to ease your woes, i'll tell you your forgiven
but what good does that do to lift the endless fog?
i am incapable of forgetting things that have happened
and so to truly forgive, i could never really accomplish
i could say it is so, that you don't leave me effected
but wouldn't that be pain i've kept to be only selfish?
mark my words, forgiveness is only a mere word
one we lean on to help us through the devastating mess
but it means no truth, but only illusion toward
the wish to forget that there is no true forgiveness.