In the depths

In the eyes of great deceit
there lies the grains of truth
hidden in the viscous cycle
is the promise to pull through

Hidden by the act of cruelty
is the deepest kind of love
never have I believed
but I'm not the only one

disturbed by the prospect
of betrayal bitter sweet
lays unconditional devotion
where love and hate will meet

and silent it lays in wait
in the depths of all our hearts
forgotten it lays dormant
waiting for the fun to start

alone in the deepest darkness
it has found a place to rest
hoping when it all comes out
it will have been the best.