Once

There was once a truth that died alone.
There was once a lie that lived on.
There was once a feeling left alone.
And a thought that was lost in crowd.

This is not the story of these truths or lies.
This is not the story of feelings or thoughts.

I tell you a tale of a human that I hate.
I tell you a story I spent years to create.
Not because it took my imagination that long.
The life simply was slow to catch along.